Carli POV
“Do you know where you’re going?” Simone laughed as I missed my turn again, circling around the block of clubs and missing the parking garage.
“Yes!” I snapped. “I’ve been here before.”
“Parker doesn’t mind you going to male strip shows?” Courtney giggled in the backseat.
“She went with me for my birthday the first year these shows were in town,” Elena said, pressing her curled fingers to her lips, leaning against the door frame beside Courtney. “Your dad got us the tickets to mess with our mates.”
“That’s something dad would do,” Courtney laughed. “He was the one that tried to organize a stripper for my bachelorette party. Joke was on him when Axel set him up to have Casey strip for me instead.”
"I remember," I chuckled.
"Me too," Simone looked disgusted, even though she
