"Just stand there and look pretty then!" I bit out, narrowing my eyes at him.
"We could get arrested," was all he said.
"Wow," I replied flatly, putting my fists on my hips. "Never thought I'd see the day when a biker was afraid of the cops."
That made the twins snicker, but Psych was not happy.
"You're fu.cking mouthy," he grumbled.
"I know!" I shouted. "And pi.ssed. And tired. And sick of being pushed around. And I am hella overdue for some fu.cking wild behavior. So, are you gonna help me or not?"
Sighing, Psych took one corner of the mattress and Villain took the other.
"I'm not touching that thing if Sophie Macroy fu.cked on it," Void stated. "Yuck!"
"Haven't you both slept with her?" I asked him. "Hell, she's told me about nearly the whole fu.cking club."
"Has she now?" he m
