Havoc set down the bottle of whiskey with unnecessary force and turned to face me. His eyes were hard, and his jaw was clenched. I just gave him a smug look because we both knew I was right.
"Go on," I urged him. "Drink. It gives you an excuse, right?"
"He could just tell everyone you seduced him," Psy.cho chimed in.
"He could just admit that he wants to f***k his stepsister," CG added.
"I do not want to f***k Blythe," Havoc bit out. "We just... got caught up in the moment a few times. That's it. But actual se.x? That's not something we can come back from."
I looked at him like he was the stupidest man on the planet, which he might seriously be.
"Right, because doing everything but isn't weird at all. We can totally come back from that. It won't be strange at all during family holid
