“She needs support,” I say. “Sure,” Seb says. “But you just introduced yourself as her boyfriend.” “And you look like you’re about to commit murder for her,” says Coop. “I know she’s cool, but—” I turn on him. “Watch your mouth.” “James, come on. She’s going to think this means something.” My heart thuds. “And maybe it does. It’s not your fucking business.”
