“Remind me again why the fuck I’m here? And where in the hell we’re going?” Meghan asks from beside me in the backseat. I roll my eyes. “You’re here because you love me, and you want to support me. And you know damn well that I have no idea where we’re going. Ask Jackson.” Jackson turns up the music to drown out our voices, and I watch Katelyn’s shoulders shake on a laugh. “Don’t play all innocent!” Meghan shouts over the radio. “Kitten, you traitor, I know Jackson told you.” Katelyn puts her fingers in her ears, pointedly ignoring Meghan.
