I frowned at him as Mara nodded eagerly.
“Ryan. Since when do you do anything for me?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.
I pulled a black tank over my lacy black shorts as he snorted.
“Who said it’s for you?”
Mara flushed beside me.
Oh.
Wait. What?
“Fine. Just don’t hit on my friends. It’sgross.”
Mara bit her lip, gazing at Ryan’s arms before I sent her a death stare.
I had no problem with my friends and my brothers––it wouldn’t be the first time––but when it got messy, I would be the one picking up all the pieces.
Mara wassoinnocent, and I didn’t want my brother to be the one to take that away from her.
“But the question is, how are you getting home? Theo?” Ryan asked, tearing his eyes away from Mara.
I chewed on my lip, unsure how to tell him Theo wasn’t aware of me going to a club on the other side of town yet, as Mara wanted it to be a girls’ night.
“Erm, not exactly...” I began as he rolled his eyes, looking at me sternly until Mara spoke.
“Henry’s going, and he’s not drinking. He said he could drop us off.” She smiled sweetly as
Ryan frowned.
"Who’s Henry?" He huffed as I pushed him out of the door.
“We’re almost ready, bro. Will be down soon.” I purred.
“Your brother issohot,” Mara mumbled, applying mascara.
“Mara, you think everyone is hot,” I exhaled, moving from the chair so that she could have a seat.
I picked up my phone to see Theo had texted me, asking me for the third time to go with him to a pool party not too far from here. I inhaled before telling him a white lie.
HANNAH:
I promised I’d be with Mara tonight. Be good. Text me later?
THEO:
But you’re mine...
HANNAH:
Theodore...!
THEO:
Fine. Can’t you come to mine after?
HANNAH:
