Both Aaren and Morgan glared at me. "What, you wanted to carry her back to the house with her kicking and screaming?"
Morgan palmed his face and groaned. "Well, you did imply you might f*cking sexually assault her, I would have stabbed you too."
"Just get her to the car please, Bradley. And try not to assault her on your way home." Aaren smirked but then pulled his phone out and began dialing the cleanup crew. We would have to get this sh*t gone before anyone called the cops. They wouldn't do anything to us, but it would still be a headache to deal with.
I didn't bother replying as I scooped the sleeping beauty in my arms and began walking her back to my car.
"Hey Brad," Morgan called after me.
"I'm not going to molest her, not yet at least." I laughed and looked over my shoulder at him.