“What are you doing here?” he asked me. “Who are you with—”
“Me.” Dustin cut in, setting the tray down on our table.
JT turned to him, his brows furrowed. I know this guy—just like Garett, he doesn’t exactly filter what he says.
And of course, he has no idea about this whole fake dating setup between me and his friend. He’s probably thinking I’m cheating. Since JT is Garett’s closest friend among the boys, he’ll definitely take his side.
I was ready to cut him off before he could say anything—but Dustin spoke first.
“Hope you don’t mind, man, but we were planning to have coffee—just the two of us. We’d like a little privacy.”
I turned to look at Dustin. He was just as serious. The tension between them was obvious, so I quickly stepped in.
“Y-You should go. Just tell the boys I said
