“It wasn’t on purpose.” Cole grinned as he crawled out from behind the steering wheel. “Unfortunately, it was just too risky to let you drive back. What would’ve happened if a cop pulled us over and smelled all that on you?”
“I’m full, and I still can’t handle this,” Damien whispered to Rage and me. “I’m heading back to our place.” He moved fast, gaining distance from us.
“You suck.” Jess stomped and balled her hands into fists. “You pouted all the way there, and you pulled that stunt. You’re just a piss poor loser.”
“At least, I’m not the one smelling like piss.” Cole arrogantly bobbed his head like that was the best comeback on the planet.
“Okay, it’s over.” The last thing we needed was Isadora catching wind of this. “Come on, Jess. Let’s go back so you can take a shower.”
“Fine, bu
