Caleb drinks.
Brett drinks, laughing his ass off.
Bella looks between the brothers. “What did I miss?”
“My ropin’ skills and Brett’s whippin’ skills, B,” Ty snickers, taking a sip as well. “That’s what you missed.”
“Well.” Brett slaps his thighs and stands up. “I gotta refill. Anyone need anything?”
“I’ll go with you,” Knox says, following him into the house. “I need another.”
Zeke leans forward. “I’ll take a shot at it,” he says. “Never have I ever…” He pauses, tapping his chin before smirking at Bella. “Fucked. A. Dragon.”
“You did not,” Bella snaps, choking on a laugh as she takes another sip.
Lex pinches the bridge of his nose. “Fucking Tattooed-Dragon-Dick.”
“Baby,” Zeke says, eyeing Marisol. “You forgetting something.”
“All I have to say,” Marisol says as she calmly shoots back her drink. “That ladder… oh my God!”
“Right?!” Bella adds.
“Bella!” Lex snaps, pulling her into his side. “Someone else fucking go.”
Brett and Knox stroll back out both clutching two dusty mason jars. “Look what we found,” Brett yells as he holds them up triumphantly. “Grandpa Briggs’s homemade shine!”
“Nope.” Lex immediately shakes his head.
Haley is already reaching for one. “Oh come on, Lex. You only live once.”
“You only die once too, Hales,” Lex says. “I’ll stick to vodka.”
“To bad decisions!” Knox yells, pouring out the moonshine into plastic shot glasses as Brett begins handing them out. “And to great memories had with you all of you fuckers!”
“TO BAD DECISIONS!” everyone but Lex echoes.
“Nice knowing you guys,” Lex laughs into his vodka.
♥♥♥
The next morning.
“Cade… move.” Something kicks my thigh. “I have to pee.”
A groan escapes me as I pry one eye open.
Cold tile.
Toilet.
Bathroom.
“What the hell am I doing in here?”
“Couldn’t tell you. I found you snoring by the tub,” Ellie groans, rubbing her eyes and kicking me again. “Now leave!”
My neck pops as I push myself off the floor wearing nothing but boxers. My skull pounds with every step I take toward the bedroom.