The Jock & The Wallflower
Some with curiosity, some with recognition, a few with expressions I couldn't quite read.
In the kitchen, Tara immediately started mixing something that looked lethal while I scanned the room. No sign of Bryson yet. Not that I was looking for him.
"Here," Tara said, handing me a red Solo cup. "Liquid courage."
I took a sip and immediately regretted it. Whatever she'd made was strong enough to strip paint.
"Tara, what is this?"
"Magic. Now come on, let's go find Jake."
We moved back into the main party area, and that's when I saw him. Bryson was in the living room, one arm casually draped around Brooke's shoulders while he talked to Carter and Mason. He looked relaxed, happy, every inch the p
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