-Caspian Grayson:
"You never told me who you were going out with anyway. So, who was it? And how was it?" Pops said casually from near the table, like he wasn't seconds away from making Julien ruin my entire morning.
The second those words left his mouth, the atmosphere in the room shifted.
Not loudly.
Not obviously.
But enough.
Enough for Julian to suddenly go completely silent.
Which, honestly, was terrifying.
Because Julian was never silent.
I slowly turned my head toward him just in time to see realization spread across his face in horrifying stages.
First confusion.
Then suspicion.
Then shock.
Then—
"Who was it?"
The words came out as a breath.
Then, suddenly, he shoved himself away from the kitchen counter so quickly that Dad actually had to move aside before Julian crashed into him.
"WAIT," Julian yelled. "WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT—"
Before I could react, he practically launched himself across the room toward me.
"Julian—"
Too late.
