Hala

“Logan reached out and caught my shoulders when I started to leave. He pulled me back against his chest and enfolded his arms over my chest. "Ah, our little sister, trying to be all nice and saintly."

Mason snorted and opened the door. "Saints don't set cars on fire."

We all piled out behind him and Logan chuckled. "There's that, yeah.”
― Tijan, Fallen Crest High

“You're mine, Emma. You always have been. I won't let you go.”
― Tijan, Carter Reed

“His hand slid back up to my shoulder. He gave me a pat. "Threesome fearsome. No one stands a chance."
I grinned at him. "What about Nate?"
He tapped his beer with mine. "When he's around, it's the foursome fearsome. You can add any 'some to that name. Thank goodness, huh?" Then he groaned. "I really need to get laid tonight.”
― Tijan, Fallen Crest High

“You did all of that for me?
I would declare war for you”
― Tijan, Carter Reed