"Reject who?" I interjected. "Who am I supposed to reject?" I asked, drawing both of their attention. They both turned to me.
I moved closer to them. "Who am I supposed to reject?" I asked again, glancing between the two.
"No one," Bryce answered, then shifted his gaze away and turned toward his door.
Cooper smiled at me. "What are you doing here? I asked you to wait in my room," he said, but I didn't respond.
Bryce was about to go into his room when I spoke up. "Was I supposed to reject Ryan? You know who he is, don't you? I have a feeling you do."
Bryce looked back at me. "I do; you told me about him today," he replied.
I stepped closer to him. "You knew him before I even mentioned him," I said.
He sighed. "It's late, go to bed," he murmured, attempting to go inside again.
"It never actually occurred to me until now. Why did it never occur to me?" I started. "That you might know Ryan. I've been a fool trying to hide him from you, not realizing you might already know him."
