I wished Kris would just drop it, but I couldn't say I blamed him. Chaz was such an infuriating instigator. Even the night of the party just a week after he'd taken such a beating from Travis, he'd walked up to ask me if I'd seen Travis across the street with that night's piece of ass.
I shrugged, still in damage-control mode. “That he just passed his test to get into law school so he's here celebrating. His dad's a lawyer too, so it's no surprise."
“What's his name?"
“Chaz."
Kris chuckled dryly before taking a drink of his beer. “That even sounds like an asshole name." It was only when I leaned my head against his shoulder that I realized just how tense he was. “He looked my way and said something. Did he ask you about me?"
“Yeah," I admitted, but that was about as much as I was admi
