Jesse pulled the car into the driveway and whistled, “Baker has a big house and a big truck.”
“Goes with his big bank account balance and even bigger ego. He’s six feet of pure unadulterated hot blustering air. I’m used to him because I’ve been around him my whole life but if he pisses any of you off and you feel the need to just pop him in the face, know you won’t be the first or last to knock him out for his mouth.”
“I hate him already,” Jesse grunted scrunching her nose up at the oversized tires of the truck while she followed Lita in getting out of the car.
Lita leaned back in, “Corry, we’re here for you. I can think of a thousand other places I want to be. Baker’s house isn’t as lit as he thinks it is.”
“What if your dad is well and truly done and won’t speak to me?”
“Did you see
