James’s POV
One second I was making out, and then the next, my best friend threw me across the room. “What the f**k, man?!” Tim roared.
I sat on the floor in a daze. I was making out with Katie. I looked at the couch, and Heather was sitting there with a smirk on her face. I swear I had been kissing Katie. Even Poe thought I was kissing Katie. “Was I kissing, Heather?” I asked as I tried to get off the floor, but I felt dizzy.
The scent of chocolate chip cookies lingered in the air, and Poe was whining in my head. He felt guilty that we had kissed a woman that wasn’t Katie.
“Yeah, you i***t. Why do you think I threw you across the room?!” He growled again.
I heard footsteps running up the stairs, and a moment
