I frowned.

“Not that it’s not a nice butt to be up, but I mean, come on! What’s he getting from spending so much time with you?”

My frown slipped into a scowl.

“Definitely not getting some, so what’s the deal, Ember? What have you guys been up to?”

“Nothing that’s any of your business.”

Gabe tipped his head back and laughed. “You don’t like me, do you?”

I thought that was a stupid question. “You don’t like me.”

“True.” He laughed again, and then stood. A second later, Phoebe stood in his place. I sighed.

“Nice gloves,” she said.

I glanced down at them. “Sorry. Hayden grabbed them.”

“Did he?” She swayed to the left, a plastic cup dangling from her fingertips. “How nice of him, right?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

Phoebe took a step to the right, stopped, and then giggled as she bent at the waist. God only knows what the group of guys saw from their vantage point behind her.

I rolled my eyes, but Phoebe just shrugged. “Anyway, like I was saying. How nice of Hayden. You think he’s like some great white knight, huh? But he’s more like the black knight. Boy got damages. Yeah, he does.”

My brows slowly inched up my forehead, the longer she talked. I wondered how many times she’d refilled her plastic cup.

“I bet he hasn’t told you why he got kicked out of his parent’s house, has he? Of course not,” she slurred. “You don’t know him like I do.”

“Maybe you should stop drinking,” I suggested.

“I have to pee,” she announced to no one in particular.

“Good for you.”

“You’re supposed to come with, Ember. Girls don’t let girls pee in the cornfield alone.” She laughed and pointed the cup at me. I jerked back, narrowly missing a waterfall of beer. “Not that you’d know. I bet you didn’t get invited to a lot of parties.”

I looked around for Hayden, finding him with Gabe and a couple guys I didn’t know. I noted he kept glancing over at us, but I was pretty sure he hadn’t heard Phoebe. And I didn’t want to bother him.

“Are you coming or not?” She hiccupped and covered her mouth. “Ugh, I think I just puked in my mouth a little.”

“Oh, that’s gross.”

She giggled. “Yeah, it is.”

I’d rather run around the party naked than take her to go pee, but a sense of girl-duty rose inside me. I shoved it down. It came back hard. The girl could barely walk straight. There was a good chance she’d get lost.

Not such a bad outcome.

“Ember…?”

Groaning, I stood. “Let’s go.”