Chapter Thirty Seven

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Beckett's P.O.V  I walked into the kitchen and went straight over to the fridge to grab a beer. I was thirsty after all that upstairs. I grinned to myself as I took the can out and closed the door again. Pulling my phone out my pocket, I just started aimlessly scrolling through my social media.  I had been planning on getting laid tonight, but after Megan ruined that for me, i was strapped for plans,  Looking through the contacts in my phone for someone I could invite out this evening, I took a sip of my beer. Almost spitting it back out in surprise when there was a loud bang upstairs.  'What the f**k?'  Probably Megan having a hissy fit. Rolling my eyes, I went back to doing my own thing. i was about to send a text to Sarah, One of the fit girls I worked with When my phone started ri

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