Poor girl. Being in a neew place with scaring things whirring by....“Great.” Michael groaned. He heard Sydney screech slightly as a speeding 18 wheeler passed them in the opposite direction. He glanced back at her and she looked pale. “Perhaps you should close your eyes.” She nodded wearily as she covered her face with her hands. In a moment they heard her sobbing softly. Eric and Michael exchanged sympathetic glances.
“Poor girl,” Eric sighed.
“Yeah I know,” Michael said quietly.
Great job Eric. You just called her a savage....“This isn’t the wild west.” Eric laughed. “We’re not savages.”
“I’m not a savage.” She defended.
if he did, i would definitely get the wrong impression.“What? It’s not like I keep women’s clothes on hand.” He sighed.
tsk, tsk.“Wait, left your house?!” Devlin shouted at Vaughn.
i think you mean she IS your responsibility“Yes. And she is not your responsibility.”
“ME?!” Michael gasped.
yep... i'll beat my beta's for that lateri think you mean she IS your responsibility