(Kendall)
I stood in the hallway for a while. I checked what Marcus was talking about and couldn't believe what they were saying about Jaxon and I. I just leaned against the wall and stared at the floor, trying to think.
After a few minutes, I went back to the kitchen. Jaxon was still sitting there, finishing the last bit of his pancakes. He looked up when I walked in, and I sat down across from him.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
I nodded. “Yeah.”
He waited. I didn’t say anything right away, just moved the pancakes around on my plate. Then I put the fork down.
“Marcus called,” I said.
“Yeah?” He wiped his hands with a napkin. “What did he say?”
“He said we’re all over the news, I checked he's right.”
Jaxon leaned back in his chair. “Let them talk. That’s what they do.”
Why was he act
