Evander/Havoc's P.O.V.
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"I really want to ask what happened," CG groaned the moment Psycho came back from the fitting rooms.
"He probably fu.cked her," I grunted, crossing my arms and leaning against the wall.
This sh.it is so boring. I don't understand why all of us had to come. The ol' ladies seem to be having the time of their lives, but Blythe has spent most of the time nervous. Not that I give a sh.it. What's she even got to be nervous about?
"Obviously you can't see the very large bulge in my jeans, brother," Psycho teased, giving me a wink.
"Something happened," CG muttered. "You were gone for a while."
Psycho looked at Karma. All Karma did was nod once and Psycho blew out a long breath.
"She just needed help with her dress
