Bree’s POV
“A nude show?!” Ella is literally screaming out my ears. “Gurl, I f*****g hate you! So much for being my bestie that you hide something so… Lord!”
I press my hand to my forehead and sigh. My head is banging from the hangover and the last thing I need to do right now is argue with Ella.
“It's not a show. It's just… a hangout.” I hiss.
“Whatever. So long as we free these goddamn boobies, I’m good.”
I chuckle and quickly lower the speaker. Can't tell what Greg is up to lately. Right now, he’s not in the room, but I don't trust his absence either.
“Babes, Caroline has two kids she plans on dumping with the granny.” I defend myself. “I bet this will be boring as f**k. It's gonna be the two of us…”
“Three.” She practically shuts me up. “I don't care what you say or do, I’m com
