I give her a hug then Arden takes her by the hand and leads her out of the packhouse. Aspen sits beside me and hands me a bottle of something. I don't even think about it, I just gulp it down. It was rich and tangy. I liked it better than tequila.
"Your all savages. You don't even need to wash the damn glass, just use it!"
Drake storms off to the cupboard for glasses making us all cackle away. He hands us a glass and I fill mine up and one for Arden. He comes back grinning
"Your Nan just asked me for handcuffs. She's going to tie him to the bed in case he runs when she's asleep. I swear I f*****g love her"
He sits down and pulls me onto his knee and I gulp down the whisky. He raises an eyebrow at me and sips his.
"You know you're not meant to drink it like that? You don't drink your
