Chapter 123

Fred's POV

I thought that day would start in many ways, but meeting Jack Bailey with his ass exposed and Becca's best friend with one of the legs on her shoulder was not the way I would consider possible.

"Shit" grumbled Becca's friend, pushing Jack and trying to hide his plump body with a blanket thrown on the couch. For Jack, it only took to try to get out of our focus of vision as soon as possible, sticking behind the couch, probably in search of his clothes. The woman named Elizabeth needed a moment to recover, so she opened a wide smile and stood up to meet Becca. “Friend! You finally left home! I can't believe I'm seeing you without that bunch of hospital wires. How are you? How do you feel? Are you eating properly? Do you have any news?”

Becca was confused by the bombardment of questions, and didn't know if she looked at her friend, or if she tried to ignore Jack's curses when looking for her own clothes. There was a shirt hanging on the coffee table, and th