“Try not to be mad at me about this,” I’m fully prepared for my line of thinking to be correct. “Okay.” “I’m serious,” he insists. “You have to promise me you won’t revoke my friendship for this.” Oh, hell. “I’ll do my best to not be pissed,” I say slowly, keeping my temper in check. “Now, just spit it out, Kase.” Reluctance still consumes his features while he looks at me. “Okay, I um…” He clears his throat twice, and then, “I invited Holden.”
