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Stifling a sigh, Jackson got out and rounded the vehicle The other three filed out too, loitering near the trunk as Cash opened the compartment that housed the SUV’s spare tire

Which ry expletive that roared out of Cash’s , Seth drifted closer and peered into the trunk "Aw, shit Are you fking kidding me, McCoy?"

As everyone crowded around to sneak a peek, Jackson finally released that sigh The spare tire was flat

Fuckin’ hell

"Dude, you’re a United States Navy SEAL," Seth burst out "How could you leave the house without checking your spare?"

"I checked it a few days ago," Cash retorted "And it was just fine"

"Clearly not, idiot"

Mia’s brother raked his hands through his dark hair, looking upset "Should we call roadside assistance?"

Every man wrinkled his brow

"What for?" Cash asked in bewildere so we can fix the tire?"

Cash shrugged "We passed a bodyshop a while back"

Now Danny was the confused one "But that was like six uys who can run a four-et there and back in less than an hour, change the flat, and be at the Irvine field long before kickoff"

"We?" Seth echoed "Dream on, bro Your car, your fault Later, McCoy"

Cash’s hopeful blue eyes shifted to Dylan "Wade, wanna coht See ya, Cash"

"Texas?"

"Heck no"

Cash’s broad shoulders sagged in defeat Sighing, he shrugged out of his long-sleeve shirt and tossed it to Dylan "Here, put this in the car I don’t want it to get all sweaty"

"Holy crap, you’re ripped," Danny said in awe, his green eyes fixed on Cash’s chest

"And stalling," Seth added "Move your ass, McCoy"

"Fuck Fine"

The four of them watched as Cash took off in the direction they’d coravel as he sprinted away

"Is he really going to run twelve hed "Naah, probably just the six I’m sure he’ll be able to catch a ride back with someone at the shop"

They wandered to the side of the vehicle that wasn’t facing the road As Jackson and Dylan leaned against the SUV, Seth reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of Camels

Danny eyed the black-haired arettes?"