Jane
“Careful there, Dawson. You’re gonna blow your cover.”
Austin’s voice was right by my ear. Low. Mocking. Unbothered. Like he wasn’t the reason my pulse was about to explode in my neck.
I swallowed hard. Couldn’t answer. Couldn’t trust my voice not to shake. Because I knew he was right.
Lucas and Joey were already laughing, leaning in like they wanted a better look. I felt them staring at me, sizing me up.
“Rookie’s got a mouth on him tonight,” Joey drawled, lifting his cup in a lazy salute.
Lucas elbowed him back, cackling. “Better than being a mute, right?”
They laughed again.
I forced my mouth to move. Some weak half-smile. Because I had to. Because I couldn’t freeze. Not now. I tried to answer. I really did. But my head was foggy from all the beers I had today. Instead, it
