Chapter 6. Scent, Slam, Smooch

Samantha’s POV

“Dre. Tell me that was a joke or I will murder you right here.”

He grinned wickedly. “Not as bad as that time you dipped your tortilla chip into the mayo on my finger... which I’d just used to rim my—”

“I’M HAVING A HEART ATTACK,” I deadpanned.

“What?! For real?!” he panicked and came closer—

BAM. I kneed him in the groin.

And yes, I added a taser jolt for good measure.

“OH—MY—ASKABARABDA—GEORGIE—MACABRA!!!” he shrieked in pure gibberish and collapsed, clutching his crotch like it held the secret to life itself.

Good.

Deserved it.

Once he recovered enough to wobble upright, we walked the rest of the way to the u