“Not everyone’s a pig like you, Logan,” Heidi huffs as we settle back into the limo. “I can’t stand girls like that.” Jake shakes his head. “I mean, what if Mikayla were my girl, and we’re on a date?” He quickly looks at me then faces Heidi. “I’m not saying we are . . . But it’s obvious we were kind of together. I mean, we walked up to the register together.” He shrugs. “I don’t know. It just seems disrespectful to Mikayla if, you know, she were my girl.”
