Chapter 39. Rolls-Royce

"You're not coming?" Hazel pouted. 

"No babe, I'm staying. Carson said he's gonna show me around today," Gabz hugged Haze tightly.

"So what about Gerry?"

"Nobody gives a shit about that thing! But I overheard him saying he's taking Cleo on a lunch date later. He was picked up immediately after breakfast by Chastity's limo from last night."

"Oh - so I guess he's back at my place by now." 

Breakfast was a bit awkward between Gerry and Hazel, after the whole 'Him calling her a slut thing', but Isis cracked a few jokes here and there in attempts to lighten the mood.

Zander on the other hand bent around a dozen forks with his bare hands. He just kept sending death glares at Gerry. 

Gerry avoided eye contact and kept his eyes glued to his plate the entire meal.

"Don't worry, I'm sure if he's still there he'll stay out of your way. Plus I think he's only gonna take a shower and change. He has to get back here to