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boyfriend, I couldn’t be cozy with him like my friends and the rest of the couples were being.
    “Where’s Nash?” Ivy asked, her arms draped on Jake as they hung out on the couch.
    “I think he’s out back,” he replied.
    I’d been hoping Nash would have been there when we first arrived with Ivy. Then he would have seen the three of us girls together with Brandon, and it would have been less jarring. The way it was now, it looked like I’d brought Brandon. And though I didn’t mind that, I didn’t want to shove it in Nash’s face, since it really wasn’t why Brandon was here.
    Brandon and I hung together. I wanted so badly to lean against him, hold his hand, snuggle up to him. He was so close to me, I could smell the fabric softener on his clothes and the cologne on his skin. It made for a heavenly mix; the scent was driving me crazy.
    A cool burst of air flowed through the house as Nash came in from outside. He had a huge grin on his face until he saw me standing with Brandon. Then his smile turned to a spiteful frown.
    He smelled like cigarette smoke. Nash didn’t approve of smoking, so I was curious whose company he’d been in.
    “Well, if it isn’t the Wolfman,” Nash said.
    The group of partygoers looked to see Brandon’s reaction.
    “Nash—” Abby said suddenly, coming in from the kitchen. “I thought we lost you.”
    “I was just getting some air and I come back to find—”
    “I invited Brandon to the party,” she said.
    “You did?”
    “Yes, he saved Pumpkin so I wanted to invite him.” Abby spoke low but forcefully.
    Pumpkin was still at Brandon’s side.
    “By the looks of it you’d think Pumpkin was his dog,” Dylan said. We watched as Brandon petted Pumpkin.
    “So you two are still seeing each other?” Nash whispered to me. I could hear the jealousy in his voice. I didn’t want to upset him, but it wasn’t like Nash had been so in love with me when we were dating. He acted a lot different now that we weren’t. Nash put his arm around me. I quickly wiggled out. “Do Ivy and Abby know about him and you?” he whispered again. “And what I saw?”
    “Shh!” I said softly. “No one knows.”
    Abby pulled Pumpkin away from Brandon as the dog continued to want to be in his company. She opened the back door to let Pumpkin out and Heidi Rosen and a few other girls came in from outside. They all smelled like smoke. It was apparent Nash hadn’t missed me that much.
    The way Heidi and the girls looked at us told me that our plan may have backfired. Bringing Brandon didn’t ensure him new popularity. It only ensured him being more ostracized than before.
    We weren’t being affectionate, but since no one was including Brandon in their conversation and I wanted to spend time with him, I stayed near him. But it was impossible to get any alone time with Brandon now that Nash was inside. Nash followed us around, surveyed every move Brandon and I made, and tried to stand between us whenever possible. Ivy and Abby were both absorbed in their own missions—Ivy enjoying Jake, and Abby enjoying being a hostess, so I couldn’t hang out with them and not be tempted to show my affection for Brandon.
    “So are you taking Brandon home, too?” Jake asked Ivy. “I don’t like you bringing other guys to parties. It looks bad. But I definitely don’t want you taking other guys home from parties.”
    “We’ll drive him home,” Nash said.
    “Yes,” Dylan confirmed. “We can have a chat with our new friend.”
    My mind raced, and the images were horrible. And though our boyfriends weren’t violent, nothing good was to come of them taking him home.
    “No—I will make sure he gets home,” I said.
    “But you don’t have a car,” Abby noted.
    “It’s only right, since we brought him,” I said.
    “Now we are fighting over him,” Ivy gushed.
    “I can make my own decisions,” Brandon said.
    “I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be driven home by our girlfriends,” said