Grayson Pov
Colt grabbed some alcohol out of the closet, handing it out to everyone who wanted it, and grabbing some sodas for those who didn’t want alcohol. Personally I grabbed a soda, not sure if I’d get crap for trying to drink and wanting to keep a clear mind for what Jack was going to say. Zain grabbed soda as well, eyeballing mom’s high heels and I smirked, trying to hold in a laugh. He really was scared of her heels. They hurt ten times worse than her other shoes. Colt was the only one who grabbed a soda besides us, but I remember hearing rumors that he was a recovering alcoholic and never saw him drinking alcohol. Everyone else, however, instantly grabbed bottles of beer, along with Jack who grabbed two and stared at them with a gleam in his eye. ‘Do you think he’ll open them bot
