“Gown? Who are you? The Queen of England?” Train Wreck is looking at Sabrina like she’s an animal at the zoo.
Bash places his arm along the back of Emma’s chair. “No, Em. Sabrina’s dad is Senator Cabot.”
Train Wreck chokes on her pancakes then sits back in her chair and looks at Bash. “Oh, that’s rich. You live with Senator Cabot’s daughter? Does her dad know who you are? Fuck that, does your dad know?”
I hear Sabrina answer that she doesn’t live here, but I’m seeing red. Brady, Bash, and I have been close since we were little kids. Everyone in Kroydon Hills thinks they know the deal with Bash’s dad, but they don’t actually know. Nobody talks about it. Not like this fucking girl is. Nobody is allowed to talk about it. Bash might not need anyone’s protection, but he’s got us, and we’re not happy. I glare at her. “Who the fuck are you?”
Bash silences me with a look. Well, he tries to. “Chill, Murph.” He shakes his head as if to tell me to leave it be.
Train Wreck smiles a slow, creepy fucking smile.
“Don’t they know, Sebastian?” With an evil gleam in her eye, she announces, “I’m his future wife.”