After Landon came home and Kai finished teaching me how to defend myself for the night, João put Ana to bed and came down to the basement to relax. He lay back on the couch and grabbed a bong from Landon, inhaling a cloud of smoke.
I watched from the opposite couch as he pulled back and coughed, then handed it to Kai. Landon sat beside me, his feet kicked up onto the coffee table and a cigarette between his fingers. He glanced over at me as Kai placed the damn smoke stick on the table.
“Don’t you dare,” Landon said when I eyed it.
“I’m not going to do anything,” I said, arching a brow at him. “Don’t worry.”
João leaned back his head and stared at me through hazy red eyes. “Why don’t you take off your clothes?”
My eyes widened. “Ana is right upstairs.”
“She’s sleeping.”
I narrowed my
