Fallen Crest Public(64)

She wrinkled her nose. “Were they already sleeping together? Or were they just making out?”
I shrugged. “Who knows? I don’t even want to think about it. They were hooking up somehow.”
“Speaking of your ex. He came into the diner last night. He was with that other guy. Adam?”
I was surprised. “He’s moving up in the Academy social scene if he’s buds with Adam now.”
“Adam’s the top dog at your old school?”
“Yeah.”
“He’s the guy you avoided the other night?”
We began walking to the senior hallway. Mason wanted me to stop by his locker before he went to practice. As we turned the corner, I grimaced. “Yeah. He said he was okay with friendship, but I can’t handle that drama right now.” Natalie brushed past me at that moment, glaring the entire time. She took a step into me at the last second to hit her shoulder against mine. I kept going, jerking my thumb in her direction. “I got enough drama like that going on. I can’t deal with much more.”
Heather watched the Tommy Princess disappear in the direction we had just left. She murmured, “They’ve been quiet today.”
“No texts?”
“Last one was yesterday afternoon. Your clothes were still there after gym?”
“Didn’t shower. We only walked during class.”
“I see.”
By unspoken agreement, we stopped and watched Kate at her locker. She was alone. For once. Then Heather remarked, “I don’t like it.”
“Me neither.”
“Ladies,” Logan boomed in our ears before he wedged himself between us, throwing his arms around our shoulders. He squeezed us into his side and made a tsking sound. “Have I not made my wishes clear enough? When you come to greet me, I prefer cupcakes and those skirts that show off half your ass. It’s pleasing to the eye and pleasing to my mouth, if you know what I mean.”
Heather retorted, “Don’t you get tired of hitting on your stepsister?”
“Future stepsister to you.” He flashed a dimple at her, his mouth curving up. “Are you jealous, Jax? Do you only want me to hit on you? That could be arranged, you know. Cupcakes and ass-skirts. All I’m asking here.”
She elbowed him in the gut, stepping out from his arm. “Whatever, Logan. From what I hear, you’ve got all your free time spoken for.”
All traces of humor left. His arm dropped from my shoulder, but he didn’t move away. He only tensed. “What are you talking about?”
“You and my ex-bestie. I’ve heard that you two get it on almost every night now.”
He narrowed his eyes at her. “Who told you that?”
“Was that supposed to be a secret?”
His jaw tightened as he ground out, “It wasn’t supposed to be public knowledge.” He cast an accusing look to me.
Heather spoke up, “Nope. No way. She didn’t say one word so don’t blame her for that gossip. It came straight from Tate’s mouth. She was bragging about it in class to Morgan.”
“Who’s Morgan?”
“Drill team,” she informed me.
I nodded. “Enough said.”
“She was bragging?”
Heather turned back to him. “Seemed like it. I think Morgan was planning to make her move on you after the basketball game Friday night. Tate was friendly about it, but made it known you’ve been too occupied to notice other girls.”
“We’re not dating. We’re screwing. There’s a difference.”
“Then you better handle her because Tate’s laying claim to you and no one’s going to argue with her. You two were together for two years. It makes sense to people. She’s the only girl you’ve ever loved. That’s common knowledge around here too.” Heather cast a frown at me, biting her lip and I got the feeling she wanted to add more, but thought better of it.