Forrest novel Chapter 48

FORREST

“WHO ELSE is there that I don’t know about?”

“Just tell me what’s going on?” I grunted. I meant no disrespect towards him, but he kept on throwing me sarcasm.

“She’s wasted, lad. You better come here and save her arse before someone will take her to the hotel room.”

“I’m coming.” I pinched the bridge of my nose as I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. “And don’t let anyone touch her or I swear to God.”

“You wanna mess up with them? These wankers are football players.”

“I don’t give a bloody fuck! You know what to do. Be there in ten.” I hung up the phone and signaled the butler.

“Sir?” He rushed toward me.

“Bring me my car. Now!”

“Yes, sir.” He nodded and bowed politely before he left.

My friends came rushing towards me, wearing a confused look on their faces.

“What’s wrong?” Camila asked.

“Your friend is what’s wrong. Apparently, she has her own way of hosting a party.”

“What? Oh, no. She promised me to say in the hotel until we get back.”

“Well, she’s probably in the hotel, but at the pub with a bunch of bollocks.” I sighed heavily as I propped my hands on my waist. My blood rushed toward my head as I thought of everyone touching her. She was a gorgeous woman, and those arseholes had a thing with an American girl like Megan.

“I love it when you get jealous.” Bianca giggled, hugging Kyland’s arm.

I couldn’t think of anything other than her drunk image with hands of those dafts all over her that kept popping in my head. “I need to go and save her arse before she will regret waking up in the morning in those bollocks’ bed.”

“Oh, my god. It’s kinda hot when you have that accent, you know.” Blaine giggled with Camila. Their husbands just shook their heads at their wives.

The butler parked the car in front of us. The guys whistled in a chorus, especially Camila.

“Shut the front door, Forrest,” Camila gushed. She was an automobile designer after all, and sports cars were her toys.

“I still love my Camry.” Xandry chuckled.

“Wew, what a total badass you have here,” Kyland whistled.

I jumped to the driver seat. “I have to go. Go back to the party. I’ll call as soon as I have her with me.”

“Go ahead, man. And save your girl’s ass. And this is where I say, you’re her knight and shining armor.” Pyke placed his hand on his back and bowed, causing his wife to laugh.

“It’s time for you to put your shit together, bro. And go and get your girl.” Kyland gripped my shoulder with a short nod.