“Hey, man, it’s a good fucking movie,” I told him. “I don’t know what you’re complaining about.” Ezra laughed an incredulous sound, and he roughed a hand over his short hair as he sat back and challenged, “And you’ve seen it?” Of course, I’d seen it. “It’s one of Kayden’s favorites.” “Right.” Caleb shared a look with Ezra. “The fuck is that supposed to mean?” It came out a scoff undercut with a warning. Knowing exactly where they were going to take this. Too bad my mind was already there, or maybe my subconscious had made the leap.
