Chapter Nineteen
Trina’s POV
Jake walks into the middle of our stare-off, and he halts abruptly, angling his head at the situation. He probably thinks we are kids from the look on his face, but there is only one kid in the room, and that is the boy seated on the couch. He says I am in his bedroom, but that is literally impossible since Logan asked me to stay here. And even if it was, he couldn’t go around barging into rooms he no longer occupied, could he?
“Can you both please stop?” Jake finally mutters. Still, we don’t pay him the slightest attention as we glare at each other, our eyes shooting daggers. If looks could kill, one of us would have been dead already. “You both have to be kidding me,” Jake says under his breath, taking a few steps further into the room.
He stands in our m
