(PETE’S POV)
Larry had sent the address of a private bar and that was where I was. I took the elevator and sighted him seated back and sipping a drink while he fiddled with his phone.
H walked straight to him and sure enough, he looked up when he saw me and we exchanged handshakes while I got comfortable beside him.
Larry signaled to the waiter who came over to take my order.
I turned to Larry’s drink.
“What’s that?” I asked him.
“A drink.” He said to me with an eyebrow shot up. I knew what he meant by that. It had alcohol inside it.
“Well on that note, No thank you.” I said to him. I told the waiter to get me a soda instead.
Then I turned to Larry who was laughing at me.
“I may still be a little scarred from Chloe’s birthday party.” I said.
“Yeah. You were a huge bottle at the p
