For you to leave me alone.
Grayson
No can do, brochacho. You have to be celebrated even if it’s onlythe four of us.
Holt
Swear we won’t sing or draw attention to you.
Knox
That’s contradictory if the only reason we’re having a party is because of me.
Emmett
No one but us will know.
Knox
You guys aren’t going to let this go. Are you?
Grayson
Nope.
Holt
Probably not.
Emmett
Yeah, no.
Knox
The Howling Wolf.
Grayson
Yes! A night on the town. I am so pumped.
Holt
Asking Mom and Dad to take the girls now.
Knox
I swear to fuck if I hear one person say, “Happy Birthday,” I will punch them.
CHAPTER 15
Knox
The only redeeming quality about the Howling Wolf is their beer. The owner, Will, stocks local breweries and not just the cheap swill you can get at the grocery store. Don’t get me wrong, I drink that shit too, but if I have to go out, I’d rather have a decent beer than something cheap.
“There he is! The man of the hour.” Grayson’s grin is a mile wide as he saunters up to our high-top table.
I manage to keep mine in check, raising an eyebrow at him instead. “Just because you’re my best friend doesn’t mean you’re immune from me punching you.”
