The atmosphere in the dimly lit suite grew awkward as the neon lights shifted. No one in the room was naive enough to miss the bite in Kevin’s "compliment." Was he being kind, or was he twisting the knife?
Zack cursed inwardly: Damn it, what a pain in the ass!
He had footed the bill for dinner and the lounge, and while the group seemed grateful, the only one who truly made him feel a sense of brotherhood as he prepared to leave New York was Liam. A roommate is a roommate, after all. Kevin Vance was doing well for himself, but he was doing a terrible job as a guest. Zack felt like an i***t for even inviting him.
Liam simply smiled, not taking either of them seriously. He walked back to his seat and, seeing Suzy reach out, handed her the microphone.
Normally, a socially savvy person woul
