Chapter 94

I don’t let myself enjoy the sight for too long, heading back for Creed’s Bentley next. I do the same thing, scraping it along the other vehicles, and leaving it floating in the water with the windows rolled down. I’m not sure how long it’ll take to sink (pretty sure it only takes a few minutes), but I don’t care. Just seeing it partially submerged in water is enough.

Zayd’s car is last, and by the time I’m letting that roll over the edge, both Andrew and Zack are standing on the back patio watching.

Zayd is not far behind.

“Holy … what the fuck?!” he screams as I stand there on the edge of the pool, barefoot and frowning. I don’t smile as I pick up my shoes from the pavement and watch him stumble over to the edge of the water. The cars are very quickly disappearing beneath the surface. “Jesus Christ, are you fucking insane?!”

“You can’t go around hurting people and expect to just get away with it,” I tell him, glad that the kiss is already fading from my min