As Fallon was sitting alone in a lawn chair, glaring at Cody, who was making out with his daughter in the pool, his friend Luka stepped up, flopping in the chair beside him with a hard pat on the back.
“What’s up, loser?”
“Nothing,” he bluntly replied.
“What’s with you, bro?” Following his angry eyes, Luka sucked air between his teeth with a cringe. “Yikes. The rookie is going hard on your daughter, huh?”
“I’m about to rip his f*****g arms off and feed them to him. If he so much as gets one inch closer to the hem of that bikini, he’s not going to make it out of here alive. I have a big ass estate. They’ll never find his rotting, f*****g carcass when I bury his punk ass.”
Watching the guy eyeballing Fallon, it was clear Cody was just taunting the big dog on campus. “Bro, don’t you see
