“Yeah, we’ll go with you,” Lennon agrees.
“You guys would do that for me?” I ask, stunned. They hate Weston almost as much as Mason does, so I know this won’t be easy for them either.
“Of course,” Lennon says. “Just make an appearance and then we can get the hell out of there.”
“Thank you.” I wrap my sister in a hug and hold back the tears threatening to fall. I’ve tried so damn hard to keep them under control when I’m around other people. Only in the shower will I let them fall, mixing with the water, but as soon as I’m done, I straighten my spine and push them back again.
I’m not crying for him. I won’t.
“So how has it been living here?” Maddie asks. “I imagine hookers, beer, and p**n on the regular.”
I furrow my brows at her as Lennon snorts. “Mads!” I scold, narrowing my gaze on
