“You want to start something with Evie?” I spin around to see Carter standing in the aisle of the bus. I would cringe if not for the hopeful expression on his face. Despite his brother’s questionable attitude, Carter is a hard kid not to like. “If he does, you won’t say anything about it,” Nathan says, and Carter quickly nods. “No, definitely not.” He hovers for a moment, indecision crossing his expression like he can’t quite decide if he should stay or go.
