Bryson's POV
When the event ends, I ride home with Richard and Mom in the back of his car. Julian said he was going out with a friend and would be back later, which leaves the three of us in awkward silence.
Somehow the car feels emptier without him. I don't know if that's better or worse.
Richard's jaw is still tight from what happened with Victoria, and I can feel the tension radiating off him like heat. Mom keeps glancing between us, probably trying to figure out how to fix whatever went wrong.
About halfway home, Richard's voice rises sharp enough to make me flinch.
"That was completely inappropriate, Bryson."
I look up from where I've been staring out the window. "What?"
"Speaking to Lauren that way. No matter how rude she was being, it wasn't your place to resp
