Chapter Five
Serena
It took all of my willpower not to give an exaggerated eye roll over Becs fawning all over Jed.
I mean, yeah, I could admit the man was good-looking, even with the stubble, but the girl was practically salivating. It wasn’t that I was jealous, obviously, or really even cared one way or another, but still, girl, have a little respect.
“What are you huffing about?” Jazzy asked quietly, leaning in close.
“What? Nothing.” I protested, picking up the beer the guys had given me, then putting it back down. “Why do I have this? I don’t want beer.”
“What do you want?” Jazzy asked with a smirk. “Jed?”
“No,” I replied, a little too loudly.
When the guys turned to look at me, I just smiled then scooted closer to Jasmine and whispered, “Why would you even ask such a thing?”
