My brows shot up in disbelief, and my lips curled into a sneer. “What? How could you even think that?” My voice dripped with disgust, and I shuddered theatrically at the very idea of being alone with Caleb. “That’s revolting.”
Logan didn’t look convinced. If anything, his eyes narrowed further, suspicion sharpening his tone. “If it’s not Caleb, then who?” He leaned forward slightly, as though he could somehow peer past the screen and see for himself.
“Alex?” he demanded, his voice dropping lower.
I hesitated just long enough for it to count, then forced a dismissive shrug. “A friend,” I replied simply.
Technically not a lie. Not entirely the truth either.
When I finally dared to glance back at Alex, his smirk was gone. Replaced now by something else entirely—something harder to read,
