“Move your ass!” Dixie David bellows at us on Lola’s behalf. “I’d like to shove this log up her ass,” Rakel mutters to me. I snort, then wipe the smile off my face as Lola glares at us. “You think it’s funny that the two of you are worse than worthless?” she snaps, tossing back her mane of shining caramel-colored hair. “Sorry, Great Leader,” I reply, in a tone of utmost politeness. “I didn’t know barking orders required both your hands and your mouth. Why don’t you pick up a log and help us?” Lola’s pretty face contorts with so much venom that she barely looks human. “You’re a parasite,” she
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