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“What the fuck, asshole?” I growled and got pelted in the face with an extra handful of fucking glitter. Fucking hell. My growl deepened. The sound echoed around the table as others joined me in frustration.
“Is that a fuckin’ dick?” Alice asked suddenly. My eyes snapped to her where she was staring at a handful of glitter.
He wouldn’t fucking dare.
I ran my hands hard through my hair and grabbed whatever fucking fell out. Sure enough, fucking dicks. The furry fucker pelted us with glitter dicks.
“Oh, it’s on, you furry fucker,” I snarled and vigorously shook out my hair. I wasn’t the only one as damn near everyone else did the same.
But it wouldn’t fucking come out. It kept fucking sticking. To everything. Everywhere. I caught Raven trying to pluck pieces of glitter out of her bra. Danica was attempting to disengage them from her braid. Cade furiously picked them off piece by piece from his hat. Finn and Lucas looked like a pair of fucking monkeys picking it off each other.
Jesus fucking Christ, Roan.
“What’d you do, Roan?” Cole demanded angrily.
“Just a little spray adhesive,” Roan told us with a stupid ass grin. That furry shithead was dead when I got my hands on him. He bowed at the end of the song. “Happy Fall Games, you dicks—it’s not a swear word, Mama B.”
“No, but you better be cleaning up my bar, boy,” Brady called out. “You sprinkle your dick everywhere, you clean up your mess.”
“It’s our bar!” he shot back.
“Clean our bar!” Axel and Maverick yelled. And in true Fall Games fashion, the karaoke contest was derailed with another round of chanting and table thumping.
Chapter 31
Killian
The karaoke contest took all fucking night—which didn’t surprise me. But the longer I dealt with all the drunk people, the more I wanted to leave. In a round of musical chairs, I managed to snag a spot next to Declan and stayed there since he was the only other sober one. If he wasn’t, I probably would’ve gone to hang out with Mom.
To piss Cole off more and more, everyone kept dedicating songs, only drawing out the night longer.
Alice started the whole thing by changing her song at the last second to ‘Fuck You’ and dedicating it ever so sweetly to Axel. We all held our breath because the two of them were probably going to start a fucking brawl over it. Thank fuck Axel found it funny as shit and toppled out of his chair laughing.
It also pushed him to take Finn’s singing slot and change his own damn song. The fucking moron ended up singing ‘Something In Your Mouth’. Truthfully, I wasn’t sure who was more mad: Alice or Cole. Cole looked damn near ready to rip Axel to shreds for singing about his baby sister that way.
Both ended up in an epic apology to Mom at the end of it all. I was fairly certain at this point Mom didn’t give a flying rat’s ass what we fucking did. But we still scrambled to behave.
Finn dedicated his song to Sam’s kitchen and proceeded to dance around the entire fucking bar to ‘Shake It Off’ by Taylor Swift. The second that fucking boy tried to climb on the bar to keep dancing, though, Brady hooked an arm around his waist and carried his sorry ass back to the stage. He never ended up finishing the song because he couldn’t compose his dumbass enough to continue.
Lucas, in all his drunken fucking glory, dedicated his song to his dick—bad fucking move, kid. Sure, it was fucking funny watching him strut around the fucking stage singing ‘Sweet Dream’, but the look on Mom’s face. That boy was dead.
Good as fucking dead.
Brady broke down laughing so hard he had to excuse himself and get some fresh air. Before anything else happened, Mom made Lucas get back on the stage and make an apology. Except that apology somehow turned into a sales pitch about his dick—and from the looks of some of the Ironwood ladies, the boy wasn’t going to his room alone tonight.
After Lucas, it was Cade’s turn, but as he headed to the stage, Cole grabbed him by the arm.
“Hold on up, Locke,” Cole said. “This bein’ your first Fall Games and all, we picked your song for you.”
“That’s not fair!” Raven exclaimed in immediate protest, but Cade put a hand on her shoulder.
“I can take a little fucking hazing,” Cade replied. He backed toward the stage, boasting, “You should’ve seen the shit the ball club tried to fucking do to me when I signed on. Sing a little fucking song? That’s nothing. Do your worst, Stone.”
“You’ve got this, handsome!” she shouted after him before glaring at Cole. “Don’t be a dick.”
“Whose side are you on, woman?” Cole demanded.
“The no-dick side,” she snapped. Behind her, Declan scoffed.
