SAMANTHA
Here we were.
Mason, Logan, Nate, and I were all in the living room, each in a different corner, as we looked at each other. There was a moment of silence. It was a few hours after the board meeting.
Logan hadn’t been ecstatic about Sebastian’s lack of punishment, but he couldn’t argue with only getting a suspension. James hadn’t stayed long. He’d come in, spent an hour talking with Mason and Logan, and taken off again. He mentioned he was going to Fallen Crest and seeing David, but I hadn’t asked. The less I knew about Analise, the better.
“Do I need to have a drink for this talk?” Logan broke the silence. He didn’t wait. He snapped his fingers at Nate. “My gaysome twosome, get me a beer.” He chucked a pillow at him.
Nate chucked it back. “You can walk. Get it yourself.”
Lo
