“What did he do?” “I did nothing.” Thompson roars from behind Layla’s brother. “You misunderstood the whole situation.” “Misunderstood?” Drake spins around and comes face-to-face with his teammate. “You kicked her out of the last party. Now I find her crying her eyes out right in front of you. Are you going to tell me you weren’t the reason?” “I wasn’t, Benson.” Colton’s voice is an octave higher as he glares at Drake. “I just tried to help.”
