“I’m sorry. What was that?” Jason asked, shoving a cookie in his mouth as he tried not to panic.
There was no fucking way that she’d just said what he’d thought she had, because that would mean…
He shifted his attention to the large bastard curled into the fetal position in the bed next to him. There was no way that Trevor was dumb enough to open his big fucking mouth. Then again, that would explain why he felt the need to shove nuclear waste in his mouth, Jason mused thoughtfully as he nibbled on a cookie.
“Well?” Zoe asked, looking hopeful… Read More