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Everyone was waiting for him to speak. Lena didn’t know he was here for me, and I prayed she didn’t know. If she did, I’d be a laughingstock. I hadn’t even checked the message she had been using to tease me, but it didn’t matter. My heart was hammering for now.
Maybe I was overthinking. Since he arrived, he hadn’t landed those dark eyes of his on me. He moved them to Lena, calm, dangerous, and untouchable.
“I’m here for her,” he said. My eyes widened. Her? Was he here for Lena?
“Why? Why would you be here for my girlfriend?” Tyler stepped forward, anger was sharp in his tone. It was clear now. They hated each other. I sank a little onto the couch, unsure why, my stomach twisting in strange knots.
“Why not? Can’t I ask about my friend?” Jackson’s smirk was slow and deliberate; his
