It was uncomfortably quiet as we trotted back to the camp. Drew carried his catch on his back in front of us, but Storm would not run next to me.
I don't know what I expected him to do when I realized it was him. Shift and give me a bro hug? To act as if nothing had happened between us when I was going after Eliza?
Drew had given Storm a pair of shorts when we arrived back to my - well Fallon's - place.
It's tense as the three of us sit around the small living room. So many things I think I should say, but where do I even start?
"Kellan isn't backing down." Storm finally breaks the silence.
I flinch internally, both from his words and the fact that he just jumped straight to the point. We have known each other since we were infants. Embarrassing as it is, our moms use to bathe us toge
