“Crying chicks don’t do it for you, huh?” I tease.
“I hate that. I never know what to do,” he admits.
“Dude, no guy does,” Brent adds.
“We just want to be held, soothed, and things like that,” Isla offers. “It’s not rocket science.”
“Let’s fix you up, Jillie. Don’t let her win. If he’d let her hang on him, I’d say we leave and tell him to go fuck himself, but since he shoved her onto her ass, I think he deserves your surprise. Letherwatch that. Crazy bitch,” Audrey states.
“Okay, but my Über guy is here. I don’t need a ride, but I’ll still pay,” I yell. He gives me a thumbs up and drives off.
“I’m going to steal a twenty out of her purse,” Isla notifies us. “She’s paying for that Über.”
I snicker and look to Carlos. “You’ve corrupted her.”
He grins and nods with pride.
Audrey steps up with her purse. “Let’s fix you up.”
