Chapter 7“Trust me, you’ll like it.”
Jasper screws his nose up in disgust at the bottle of tequila before him. “How? It has worms in it.”
Blake throws his arm around Jasper’s shoulders and messes up his hair. “Let’s get one thing straight, entitled birthday boy. I didn’t buy it for you. The worm is my treat for having to deal with your lightweight drunken ass tonight.”
“Oh, how dare you buy something for your own enjoyment on my birthday? You’re uninvited to the party. Speaking of, I’m going to get ready.” Jasper pushes Blake away and tidies his hair as he heads down the hall.
“I am the f*****g party,” Blake calls after him, Jasper throws up his middle finger and disappears into his bedroom. “Okay.” Blake lowers his voice. “Who wants to put bets on what kind of drunk he’s gonna be? I’m
