you’re not dating anyone, and she’s not dating any—” Cara and Emmett fold over the table at the same time, howling with laughter. “No,” Cara chokes out, swiping at the tears free-falling down her cheeks. “Holy shit. Can you imagine? Holly, we like Garrett. We don’t want him to die. Carter would kill him.” “What about you, Adam?” Holly smiles at him. “You’re so sweet. Carter couldn’t possibly ever want to kill you.” Jennie flings her arms in the air. “Mom! Can you stop trying to pimp me out? And I don’t wanna date any of these losers.” She pats Adam’s hand. “Sorry, Adam. You’re not a loser.”
