C9 Chapter Nine
“Gonna tell me who you got lucky with?” Brad asked, for what must have been the tenth time. Granted, he’d not put it exactly that way before, but Hunter still gave him the same answer as before.
“Told you, I didn’t get laid. I went to the beach.” He grunted as he worked on the mud pump. The damn thing just wasn’t cooperating like he needed it to, and Brad’s constant babbling didn’t help