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QUINN
I was in a piss poor mood.
My calf ached.
Someone still wouldn’t return my call.
Oh, and now I had to run a fuckin’ raid on the house that she lived in.
Overall, life was fucking awesome right now.
“What are you so glum about?” Elliette asked as she took up the seat next to me.
Elliette was a great girl. A great friend.
Honestly, I would call her one of my best friends.
But there were times when I didn’t want anything to do with her, because she never knew how to leave well-enough alone.
This was one of those times.
The only reason I was here was to be a designated driver for my brothers.
Even worse, I’d had to drive from thirty minutes away to do it.
Last month, when I’d moved into my new place over by Quaid and Quincy, I’d thought it would be great.
But then I realized rather quickly that all the driving I was about to have to do was going to fuckin’ suck. It especially sucked when I was having to come in during the middle of the night for shit that couldn’t wait until my regularly scheduled shifts.
Needless to say, this was the last place I wanted to be.
And listening to Elliette, who just so happened to be here on the night she knew I was going out with my brothers, pissed me off.
Again, Elliette was a great girl. But sometimes she couldn’t read the fuckin’ room.
Like right now.
I didn’t want to talk.
I didn’t want to be here.
Yet, she just kept pushing.
“Why aren’t you drinking?” Elliette asked again.
I didn’t bother to answer.
Truthfully, I wasn’t planning on answering. I’d already told her twice that I was here for a reason.
Sure, I hadn’t told her that I was driving the drunks home. But she didn’t need to know my every life detail.
“He’s our designated driver,” Garrett said as he dropped into the seat beside me. “Water?”
“Water,” I grumbled. “I’m about four bottles short.”
I’d been thirsty for the last fuckin’ hour, but I hadn’t had a damn drop in my truck as I drove over here. And, unluckily for me, I’d hit traffic and had to sit on I-30 for thirty extra minutes.
“You still trying to hit a gallon?” he asked.
