He turned to yell to Jay, “I’m taking this girl down to the real party.” Caden groaned from the seat he was sharing with some blonde. “Do you always have to do the opposite of what our security asks?” Bastian chuckled and told me to ignore him. Jay walked over. “Bastian, my man, I told you she was my girl. He trying to steal you, Brey?” “More like saving me. I want to go.” He eyed me curiously. “You sure?” I held his gaze. “Sure.” He nodded at Bastian and we moved around him. Bastian whispered into my ear as we walked toward the steps, “That was easier than I thought.”
