“Ladies first.” Wayne gestured.
“Don’t mind if I do!” Yellow Jacket swooped in and took her beer, and then she nudged Laura to follow suit.
Laura reached into the cooler and grabbed a can. I looked away, so she couldn’t see my reaction to her underage drinking. I certainly wouldn’t break the law myself, but I tried not to be judgmental, either, and I wasn’t going to say anything in front of Wayne.
“Should we drink?” Billy whispered into my ear.
I shook my head subtly.
“Take one,” Wayne ordered Griff, who complied.
“Cold. Just like I like it.”
Wayne grabbed one himself. He was about to crack it open, but then he looked at Billy and me. Not a good sign. “How about you guys? You at the party or what?”
I held up my Slice half-heartedly.
Billy did the same. “It’s some…good drinks,” he
