Max froze and stared at the door.
Kai frowned as he regarded him. The hell? “Is that Sean?”
“Yeah… Uh… Lemme grab that real quick.”
“I got it,” Scott offered. He opened the door. “Sean. S’up.”
Sean nodded, hands in his pockets. “Not too much.” He looked wary.
Max, however, now looked rigid as hell. “Come on in, Sean. Let’s get you and Kai squared away.”
Breck glanced between Kai and Sean.
Kai sighed but said nothing.
Sean entered and smiled at the others, then turned his gaze to Kai. “Hey.”
Kai inclined his head. “Hello, Sean. Nice to see you again.”
Sean’s smile widened.
Max glowered.
Jay’s face lit. “Oh, hey. I know you. You’re the dude who was dancing with Max at the bar.”
Max bristled.
Jay blanched at his glare. “Or… uh… not.”
Sean stifled a laugh. “Nope, that was… definitely me.”
Max scowled. “Yeah. This is Sean. Sean, this is Jay. And that’s Ned. And this guy’s—”
“Breck Harland,” Sean stated. “Yeah, I know.” He looked at Max. “I go to Mason, too, Max. Remember?”
“Ah. True. Right.”
Breck grinned and tipped his chin.
Ned smiled at Sean. “Hey, man. Good to meetcha.”
“I knew it,” Jay continued, beaming. “I knew I recognized you. Although, seriously, how could I forget? You two were quite the spectacle. I mean, damn…” He rolled his hips salaciously. “The way you were—”
“Jay,” Tad cut in tersely. “No need for a recap. Time to go.”
“What?” Jay looked confused.
Tad shot him a stern eye.
Jay grumbled and grabbed his phone. “At least lemme get a picture for Marcie.”
Ned cracked up laughing. “Tact, dude. Tact. My God, you’re pathetic.” Snorting, he pushed Jay out the door.
“But Marcie—” Jay protested.
“Don’t tell her. What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.”
“Dude. She’ll know,” Jay insisted. “She always fucking knows.” His voice trailed down the driveway. “It’s actually kinda creepy. It’s like she sees into my soul.”