Summer's Pov
"Turn it down or take it somewhere else," I said again. "I'm not playing around."
Crew looked at me with that expression he had. The one that said he had heard me and had made a decision about how much he cared, which was not very much.
"Relax," he said.
"I am relaxed. Turn the music down."
"You know what your problem is?" He tilted his head, and I already hated whatever was coming next. "You're so desperate to be perfect. Good girl Summer. Follows every rule. Goes to bed on time." He smiled. "It's exhausting just looking at you."
"And you're a child who can't go two hours without needing an audience," I said. "At least my problem is quiet."
Marcus made a sound beside him. Not quite a laugh but close enough.
Crew's eyes stayed on me. "You've never had a drink in your l
