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I slide into the car and peel out of the car park before he has the chance to get up.
Hayden begins to laugh from the passenger side. “That shit was better than starting a brawl.”
“Oh my god, did you see his face when I said about the dick pictures?” I splutter out.
“The dick pictures?” Hope creases. “What about the pregnancy bomb? I nearly forgot why we were there.”
“And the clap,” Hayden hollers, then begins to howl. “We need to go get drunk.”
“What about the picture and video?” I ask, glancing at Hope in the rear-view mirror.
“Um, did you want to keep the video?” she asks, biting her lip.
“No,” I complain. “What made you think I would want it?”
“Good, because I erased everything.”
“Everything? How much stuff did he have of us on there?”
“About twenty photos and a ten-minute video,” she imparts.
“Ten minutes?” Hayden chokes out, before bursting into fits of laughter.
“It was fifteen actually, and hot as fuck,” I argue.
“I only saw about five seconds of it but he looks like he fucks hard,” Hope observes. “Imogen seemed to be enjoying it.”
I can feel Hayden’s stare. “So he knows what he’s doing?”
I smirk as I take the next right. “Yes. Definitely.”
“Lucky bitch,” Hope breathes, and I catch her falling back against the chair. “Do you think Zach will phone the police on us?”
“Not unless he wants my bat up his arse,” Hayden threatens.
“When the fuck did you get that in my boot?” I ask. “You never left our sight once at Hope’s.”
“I’m always prepared. Why are you acting so shocked?”
“Oh my god. Did you put the bat in my boot when I got to Hope’s? You went back to the car for your jacket,” I note. She had arrived at the same time as I did. Jackson had dropped me home so I could get my car. The goodbye had been awkward and fast, and after, I got changed into jeans and messaged Hope and Hayden to meet me at Hope’s. She took one look at me and said she needed to grab her jacket. “How did you even know to bring it? We didn’t even know we were going to visit Zach.”
Hope sits forward, placing her head between the two seats. “You totally knew we were going to fuck someone up.”
“When a girl calls you to meet up after a date with a hot guy, you know something bad went down. Admittedly, I thought we were going to be fucking Jackson up. I thought he might have gotten a bit handsy or something.”
My eyes widen. “You would have beaten a policeman for me?”
“He was off duty,” she snorts. “And it’s not like we’d get caught. We never get caught.”
“We mostly get caught,” I remind her.
“Mostly is just as good as never,” she argues. “And the bat came in handy so I don’t know why we’re arguing about this.”
“Oh, we aren’t arguing. Just wondering how you always know what to bring.”
Hayden grins. “I’m a—”
“A Carter, we know,” both Hope and I state simultaneously.
