His security team is waiting downstairs. They open the car door for us. He lifts me up into it. Unnecessary, but I’m happy to have his hands on my body. They distract me well.
I look over at him as the car pulls out.
“You know, if you ever hurt him, I’d kill you.”
His jaw sets, amused and annoyed. “Was that a threat?”
I nod once. “Yep.”
He presses his lips together.
“You know I don’t respond that well to threats…”
“That’s okay,” I say, looking out the window before flicking my gaze back to him. “I can think of a highly functional way for you to take out your frustration on me.”
Bridget
11:17am
True or false: BJ nearly fought a gang lord over you?
True adjacent
Holy shit
Would Julian actually hurt him?
No
He’d punch him, absolutely—
No two ways about that…
Yeah but who wouldn’t these days?
Completely..
Massive pain in the arse…
That’s what I’m saying
Great arse though…
Whose?
Both
Yeah but whose is better?
Goodbye Bridget.
BJ’s?
Goodbye.
Should we talk about who’s bigger at least?
We should not.