I let out a small laugh.

"Logan and I grew up together," I said, giving her a pointed look. "We've shared everything. I even know how many times he farts in a day."

Selene visibly flinched.

Her hands clenched into fists as she shook her head. "No. It's not like that."

"If you don't believe me," I said, my voice turning sharp, "then go ask him yourself."

Selene was speechless.

She stared at me for a long ...