Jace:
That’s wrong on so many levels.
Atlas:
Dude . . .
Chris:
I thought it was pretty funny.
Graham:
Seriously, though, man, how are you?
Leave it to Graham to cut to the chase.
I sigh and tip my head back against the headboard while I think of my answer.
How the fuck am I?
I’m not really sure.
Me:
Angry. Disappointed. Frustrated. Confused. And in fucking pain, both inside and outside.
Jace:
Shit. Tell us how you really feel.
Me:
Brynn filled you in on everything?
Jane:
Some more than others. Perks of being her personal love slave.
Me:
Seriously, dude?
Jace:
What?
Chris:
Yeah, and I heard the evidence of those perks last night. Kept me up for fucking hours.
Me:
I did not need to hear that.
Chris:
You’re telling me. The worst part is I didn’t know whose yelling I was hearing, Jace or Brynn.