"Swear to me on your mother's ashes that nothing happened with Jax," Abby said. She gripped the steering wheel so tight her knuckles were white. The sight of her hands like that made mine ache.
"I swear," I said. "Why do you care anyway?"
She hadn't stopped interrogating me since I'd gotten into her car.
"Because, Chloe, do you know how bad it looks? You go from one brother to the next. It's not good." Abby shook her head.
I clamped my mouth shut so I wouldn't laugh. If she only knew the half of it.
"Besides, what if Trent decides he wants to get back together? How will he feel when he finds out you've been messing around with his brother?" She sliced a look at me, and I stared back at her, expressionless. Abby sighed. "I just don't want you to do anything you'll regret."
Too late for that.
"Well, nothing happened, okay?" I crossed my arms and stared out the passenger window.