Alina's POV
I hurried Vanessa inside and headed off to find Niguez. Goodness knew what he was up to now. Not that I didn't trust him, but I wouldn't want him to turn my friend's house into a circus.
I was about to head into the room when I looked back at Vanessa.
She stared at me, giving me a weird look, then shook her head with a small smile.
“What?” I asked, c*****g back my head with a frown.
“Nothing,” came her default reply.
Why did she look like she was desperately trying to hide a smirk?
“Good,” I said, refusing to dwell on it.
“If I didn't know better, I would think that you didn't want me near Trent,” she called after me.
God, no... She wasn't going to bring this up.
I felt grateful that Trent's car had already pulled out of the lawn and he was probably halfway back to hi
