It became painfully clear one evening while Finn stood beside me near the outer fence helping check new camera’s.
“You should leave town for a while.” Finn said quietly.
“We’ve had this conversation already.” I said.
“I’m serious Skylar.” He said.
“So am I.” I said.
“You’re getting buried in this place.” He said while leaning against the fence.
Because I could answer Drake’s voice cut across the yard coldly.
“She busy?” He asked.
“Relax.” Finn said rolling his eyes.
“I was talking to her.” Drake said walking closer anyway.
“And now you’re talking to me.” Finn said.
“You two are exhausting.” I groaned quietly.
“You used to actually laugh before all of this.” Finn said looking at me instead and Drake’s expression darkened.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Drake aske
