Dove
"Is there a reason that there's a giant GMC Yukon parked in our driveway?" Zahi took a sip from his coffee mug as he looked out the window of the living room. "Is there also a reason a giant man who looks like he can snap my spine in half is climbing out?"
I let out a sigh as I finished up packing my university and work bags. Jay didn't do me any favors when it came to blending in. He was dressed in black cargo pants, combat boots, a white vest with a black blazer over it. Sunglasses covered his eyes as he had an earpiece in his left ear.
Literally on his knuckles was 'fuck' on the right hand and 'you' on his left. Not that that was a problem. Bucky had a tattoo on his tail bone that said 'fuck me'.
Apparently it was a dare when he went to Ibiza. Anywho, I asked for a very discreet car. One nobody would notice and here he was riding up as if he was here to pick up the president.
