Zade POV
Joel stands next, muttering about heading home to Willow. “Their ladies’ night should be over now,” he says, mentioning the night at home for Sammi, Izzy, Willow, and the others, where they were planning some baby shower. He walks off, leaving just Zak and Jax, who both seem ready to bolt. A beat later, they slip away into the crowd, no doubt dodging my mood. I can’t say I blame them.
I’m left alone, my head pounding as I reach for another drink. A pair of arms snake around my neck, pulling me back against a familiar body, and I stiffen before realizing who it is. “Hey,” Cleo’s voice soothes, and I watch as she steps around, sliding onto my lap with a soft smile. Her eyes widen as she takes in my face, but I cut her off before she can say anything.
“Don’t ask,” I say sharply.
