ALEC.
“Remind me why you brought me here?” I ask Jackson as we try to make our way to the bar at the Old Crown.
“Because the other place was boring as hell, and besides, I missed my wife.”
“You missed your wife? This was supposed to be a boys' night, dude.”
Fuck, I wish I had a best friend without priorities. Every time we go out, he always talks about her. It doesn’t normally bother me, but today it does.
“Look, if you want to go home to her, then go. I can stay by myself.”
“She’s here, dumbass.”
“Oh, I thought—never mind.” I scan the crowd, trying to find her. I know she’ll be with Riley. Sure, I’m still pissed off, but God, do I miss seeing her face and feeling her soft skin against mine.
But no, I’m not going to give in to my urges to touch her. Hell, I’m not even going to spea
