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“Fucking Serena,” I curse. “She has become obsessed since we got back from summer break.”

“We are apparently trophies to be had now,” Cash chuckles. “What should I reply?”

“Ask him to keep an eye on Ever. Then add that he needs to tell everyone hands off or we will take theirs,” I grin sharply.

Chapter Fourteen

Cash

Ichuckle, I like that reply, and I quickly type it out pressing send.

“A bit violent,” Jensen smirks.

Trick shrugs, that deadly smile on his face as he asks, “Am I wrong?”

“Nope,” he admits immediately.

I burst out laughing earning looks from the others until I read out the reply that I have just gotten, “He said: Yes, boss. Sorry. Didn’t mean anything by it.”

The other's laughter soon joins mine.

“You scared the shit out of him, the poor fucker,” Riot says through his laughter.

“As Trick pointed out though, we would follow through on our threat, it’s definitely not idle. So, really, we are doing him and anyone else who tries to hit on Ever a favor, and preventing them from great amounts of pain,” I reply, with a smirk.

“So, what you are saying is that we are saints,” Jensen chuckles.

“Definitely not that,” I reply.

“Never that,” Rafe signs with a smirk.

We all laugh again. I honestly can’t remember when we laughed this much, it’s like a heavy weight has been lifted and we haven’t even seen her yet.

“I’m glad she is with Rylie,” I say, “I liked her, and she’s obviously a good person since she managed to help the girls.”

“I ran into her just after that, when the girls had all taken the money and dropped the charges against Ryan. She was mad as hell,” I explain; lots of shit happened after that, and I don’t think that I remembered to tell them about it at the time. “It wasn’t until I told her that we were going to keep an eye on him and that we knew where he was that she calmed down a bit.”

“She was involved in that quite heavily, but I haven’t heard or really seen her around since then,” Trick says.

“Well, that’s mostly because you spend your time fighting off Serena,” Jensen chuckles.

Trick frowns and rolls his eyes, “She really doesn’t understand ‘no, I’m not interested.’ It’s becoming an issue.”

“She’s ridiculous,” Luc replies, “her friends are just as bad. Maybe we should stop telling her nicely.”

“Yeah. I think we are going to have to.” Trick replies.

The car falls silent again after that, and I swear that each mile is taking ten times longer than it usually does, although I know there is no logic in that thought, I can’t help it.

“What if she doesn’t remember us?” Luc suddenly asks when we are nearly back at the school.

“Dude, she is going to remember us,” Jensen says with confidence, that darkness that he always carries in his eyes is not quite so prominent.

“How can you be so certain,” I ask.

He grins, “One, we were best friends for eight years; there is no way she has forgotten us. She promised that she never would. Two, she is at Trick’s house, and you know Jenny, she will have talked her ear off about us. She did say that she told her that we would find her at school.”

“That’s a really good point,” Luc replies, “I had forgotten about that.”

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