There it is.
A picture.
Hannah on her toes.
Her hand twisted into my shirt.
My hand at her waist.
Our mouths together.
Waffles stacked behind us.
The caption:
HAVERHILL = LOCKED DOWN
Underneath it:
#BookwormWon #WaffleGate
My entire body goes hot.
“You posted that?”
Vale looks up.
“Yep.”
“Delete it.”
“What?”
“Now.”
The room changes.
The jokes disappear.
Hannah looks at me.
“Kane.”
“No.”
I take a step toward Vale.
“You don’t post her without asking.”
His expression shifts.
“Okay. I’ll take it down.”
“It’s already spreading,” Eli says quietly.
My jaw locks.
I knew this would happen.