Guilty Freedom [Editing]

Chapter 2: Guilty Kisses

“How the hell are we hiding one million dollars?” The girls all snapped their orbs over to Amy bellowing.

Amy had finally finished counting all the money and in total it all summed up to a million dollars. They were all stunned for sure. Not only by the amount, but by the fact they got away with stealing a million dollars from a group of very good looking men.

“A million dollars.” Katrina repeated dragging her finger tips over the load of cash in the body bag. It felt amazing to haul her tips over such a huge amount of money. Who would've thought they could pull off something like this?

Now the real question stands; how are they taking it all? Meghan raked her brain trying to figure out some way of concealing the load of ready money. As if a light bulb went off, Meghan leaped up from her spot and yanked her suitcase over on the bed. The girls watched her intently.

“Give me half of the money.” Meghan ordered.

“What are-” Amy didn't finish her sentence because Meghan cut in. She explained that she was going to hide the money in the suitcase, then place a blanket over the cash, then place her clothing and what so ever else she needed for the trip.

“How come I didn’t think of that?” Amy questioned. “No seriously. When did you get smart?”

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“I was able to get us tickets for a flight to Cancun today and we won't have to worry about buying a hotel room to stay in, my family has a house there. There is a pool and everything. If Ryder's assumption is correct, we can get the money back in no time.” Blake informed the boys whilst they all packed for the unexpected trip.

“I'm still not convinced a group of girls robbed us.”  Kyle said scrunching his eyebrows up.

“We'll find out when we get to Cancun. I'm not too keen on the idea either, but that girl in the dinner shot up the same time our car alarm went off.” Aiden quickly inputted throwing on a shirt to cover his muscled and toned body.

“What if it's not them? What do we do then?” Blake questioned.

“We'll get the money somehow.” Aiden responded.

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“Enjoying yourself?” Katrina questioned the body guard body checking her. He made eye contact with her blue eyes before he continued to feel  her with his hands. His hand had made a firm stop at her belly button.

The guard glanced up to her with a smirk tugging at his lips. “What's this?” He asked playing with her belly ring. Katrina restrained herself from beating the guy to death, he was plainly playing stupid.

“What century are you living in?” She bitterly spoke. “Haven't your heard of a belly piercing? Or are you too busy living under a rock being a perv?” The guard was left speechless as Katrina shoved him out the way and strolled away all badass like.

It was almost 6pm, Heather sat down bouncing up and down in her seat getting restless. Heather was wearing a short cute, white floral dress that reached above mid-thigh. Her red hair was straight and she had a bow in her hair to top it off, with her neon pink pumps.

Katrina took over three seats lying down while waiting for the flight to come; I guess you could say she made herself at home. She wore her ripped black skinny jeans and a tight fitted shirt that exposed her torso and a purple, button down, plaid shirt. Her gray boots were currently resting themselves on top of Amy's lap.

Amy stayed seated patiently waiting for the plane. Her hair was opened down in waves with her dark blue skinnies and purple top; she wore her ankle boots and paired it with some hoops and a butterfly ring. Meghan was seated next to her waiting quietly. Meghan sat in her seat patiently in her lace cut out leggings with her thigh high brown boots and a white shirt.