I leaned against the counter watching Beck as he loaded up the dishwasher with the same stoic face he always had. I offered to help but he almost chained me to a windpipe when I protested his decision not to let me.
The others had left an hour ago. Since Beck had driven Shay to my house, she didn't have a ride home. Jay and Tara were going on the opposite direction of her house so that left Zean as the only option, much to her terrible disgust. Hell might have broken loose if Zean hadn't had the half-wit to keep his mouth shut. But there was always a point when someone's had enough.
I'd like to see how that car ride went.
When Beck was done, he closed the glass door then turned to face me.
I smiled as he caught my eye. To my surprise, he smiled back making my stomach erupt with butterf
