Bryce didn't like any of the insinuations he had heard today from Jenna's so-called friends but once they started playing tug-of-war he understood where they were coming from. She was an animal and almost single-handedly lead them to victory three times in a row without anyone on their team getting mud above their calves.
"Come on, Jen, can't you go a little easier on us?" Jonas complained after falling face first in the mud.
She grinned at him. "Nope. Not my style."
The other girl present—whose name Bryce belatedly learned was Deanne—groaned. "I'm sorry for the blackmail comment, okay! I was just surprised! I'm never going to get all of this mud out of my hair."
"Why did you come if you were only going to complain?" Jonas's other teammate Lennon asked as he rolled his eyes.
What little was visible of her face pinked. "Because I had nothing better to do!"
