Page 58 of My Rules

“You know we’re only going for two nights, right?” I look over her giant suitcase.

“Yes.” She turns the television off and switches her alarm on.

“I hope this huge suitcase fits in my car.”

“Oh. I hadn’t thought of that. Should I drive my car?”

“No, it’ll be fine. I’ll give my bag to Henley to take in his car.” I wheel her suitcase down the driveway and then open the trunk. I pull out my bag and begin to rearrange.

“Hi, Bec.” Antony gets out of the car.

“Hello.” She smiles and gives him a peck on the cheek. “I’m so excited.”

“Me too.”

“Hi, guys,” a voice says from across the street. We glance up to see Taryn; she’s in short denim shorts and a hot-pink bikini top, and she’s wearing roller skates. Her huge boobs are hanging out everywhere.

“Whoa. What’s happening with the girls today, Taz?” I say before I put my mouth-to-brain filter on.

“Oh.” She laughs and shimmies her shoulders, and they wobble around. “They’re hard to hide, so I don’t even bother trying anymore.”

Antony and I exchange glances.

“Yeah, well.” I dig out Antony’s bag from the trunk. “Don’t give yourself two black eyes.”

“Ha ha, I’ll try.” She twirls her hair around her finger. “You guys leaving for the wedding?”

“Yep,” I reply as I continue to rearrange the trunk.

“I’ll see you there tomorrow.”

“Okay.”

“I have some great footage from the other night, boys.”

“What night?” I ask. I pull one bag out and put it down onto the road.

“Carol’s party night.”

What?

My eyes meet Antony’s again, and a frown furrows his brow.

“Okay then, see you tomorrow, Taryn,” I say. “We have to get going.”

Go away. Go away right now.

Taryn shimmies her boobs again. Seriously ... those things need their own zip code.

I glance into the back seat at Rebecca to see the subtle roll of her eyes.

Fuck it.

“Help me take the bags over to Hen’s.” I widen my eyes at Antony as I throw my bag into his arms. I grab his bag and power walk over to Henley’s as Antony runs to keep up.

“What footage does she have of us?” I whisper under my breath.

“Who knows.”

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