Chapter 13

Quinn Pov

“What the hell is going on here?!” a voice yelled. And just like that, we all kept quiet. I looked down at Dave, who was looking at me, and I just realized that I was sitting on him. How did we go from baking doughnuts and to me sitting on him?

“I said, what the fuck is going on here?!” the voice yelled again. I quickly stood up, dusting my apron and trying to clean my face, that was filled with flour. Jack was the one I turned back to. What the hell is he doing here? I glare at him in hate.

“Ooh, so you can glare at me? Who the fuck is he and why are you all wearing red and playing with flour, like fucking children? Has something been going on that I do not fucking know about?!” He yelled. I could feel Liam hiding behind my leg.

“Jack, stop yelling and swearing there is a child in here,” I said calmly. But it seems he is more angry.

“Who’s child! Who own this fucking bastard!” He yelled. I opened my mouth, shocked.

“Hey! Watch your mouth, you do not get to open your disgust