Victoria: This is going to be SO MUCH fun, Denver.
Shay: Yeah, I have to admit. You look like an angel and have the mind of a Sinner
Wynter: *snorts*
Denver: Why, thank you? I think?
Zach: How’s it going, Callan?
Callan: Phase one complete
Lex: Woop woop
Wynter:
Callan: Breaching phase two
Callan: Also, your uncle rules, Shay. Just saying.
Victoria: Uncle Conor’s seriously the best
Shay: I agree. Auntie Star’s pretty neat too
Victoria: Star’s too murderery forstuff like this
Denver: Hahaha, yeah, right
Shay: Anyway, how close are we to D-Day?
Callan: Dyers’ Devastation Day should be in T-minus three days
Lex: Well, I’ll have popcorn ready and waiting for the show.
Lex: Trust me to never get on the wrong side of you, huh, D?
Pecan: I can confirm
Zach: Me too
Pecan: She’s truly deadly
Shay: The deadliest women are the funnest
Zach: 100%
FORTY-THREE
HE REALLY HAD IT COMING
“Holy shit! My eyes!”
Denny yelps at Pecan’s distressed cry and struggles to cover up with a throw blanket on the couch in the den at her mom’s house. A move I back because I don’t want him perving on her.
I, on the other hand, don’t bother.
If he didn’t want to see my cock, he shouldn’t have barged in!
“What the fuck are you doing in here?”
