Chapter 5
The plus side of admitting he already knew they were planning a party was that Beau didn’t have to wear a blindfold on the train; there was no way in hell he was going to consent to that. Accompanied by Ann-Marie and Jody, he arrived at the club somewhat after nine, and was grateful his birthday fell on a Friday so he didn’t have to be the party-pooper to call it an early night.
“Here.” Jody stopped him less than half a block away. She brandished the blindfold at him. “It’s supposed to be a surprise party, that’s what we told everyone, and it’s not our fault that your i***t boytoy can’t keep his mouth shut—”
“I like his mouth open,” Beau interrupted.
Jody shuddered delicately. “I cannot believe you’re talking about that. So gross.”
“I didn’t design the system, babe,” Beau sa
