“Jesus,” I muttered, tipping my head back and squeezing my eyes shut. He just had to go there, didn’t he?
“Uh...” Confusion clouded Ham’s voice as he glanced between the two of us. “I don’t think so. Why?” His gaze settled on me before moving back to Gam.
“Because Ten here had a midnight visitor in his room. Some chick came to him in the dark, f****d his brains out, then ran out before he could get her name or even see her face, and he has no clue who it was.”
I ground my teeth at the vulgar way he put it. Which was strange, because on any other occasion, I would’ve phrased it pretty much the same way. But since I was picturing her with Caroline’s qualities, it suddenly didn’t seem so funny to say it like that.
Hamilton’s eyebrows crinkled in confusion before they shot straight up into
