To say that Jake was upset by Greg’s decision would be an understatement and if looks could kill I would have been six feet under.
When Greg was talking to Logan he pulled me outside. “What the hell did you tell him?”
“Nothing,” I said trying to pull my hand out of his grasp.
“You’re lying,” he spat, “I know you told him something; why else would he be taking you away?”
“I didn’t tell him anything, please let me go.”
“Is everything okay over here?” Greg asked as he stepped out and Jake immediately let go of my hand.
“Yeah,” he nodded, “Everything is great.”
Logan on the other hand was more than happy to let me go with Greg, in fact, Greg had barely finished his request when Logan gave us permission to leave. He even asked if we wanted to take an escort with us.