“Oh, let me shoot her,” Corry whispered beside Lita. “It can be my first official act as your stepmom.”
Chyna snickered as Jesse huffed her approval.
“Where is he you, you, fiancé stealing hussy!” The blonde tore up the driveway in heels which had to be at least four inches high and she still didn’t come to Lita’s shoulder. She couldn’t be five feet two inches in height barefoot.
“How did they f**k?” Lita asked curiously as she took in the woman’s height. “I bet when he stands in front her, her eyes are at his belt buckle.”
“Convenient,” Jesse laughed.
“She’s probably used like a hood ornament,” Chyna guffawed, “he just propped her on the end of Leviathan and carried her around.”
“You!” She pointed at Lita, her blonde hair was perfectly curled around her face and her blue eyes were b
