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“I had a phone call,” I explain in amusement.

She looks at me like I’m crazy. “At this hour? Who the fuck was it?”

“Baby mama drama,” says Kat before the very same words can leave my mouth.

With a smirk, she crawls toward us and settled herself in my lap just as Desi turns over and rakes her nails up my arm. “Need us to kill a bitch, Jag?”

Kat’s quick to agree and I’m quicker to laugh because it’s fucking adorable. “It’d be the perfect solution, that’s for sure, but I can handle her. She’s just gets under my skin sometimes.”

“Well, how about we take your mind off the bitch one more time before we hit the road,” Desi suggests.

I should get out of here now, I know I should, but I don’t object.

What sane motherfucker would?

Here we go again…

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