After an hour of conversing, we set out to find Maddox and the rest of the guys. It doesn't take long. They're outside in the cold playing a game of beer pong. Cassidy's snickering and Winona has a smirk on her lips as we approach them. "Watch out, he's a happy drunk," Winona whispers the warning to me.
My eyebrows rise as I consider it: Maddox Finnegan, a happy drunk. I scoff and shake my head. He can't be. "Maddox!" Cassidy calls from beside me. He turns around and approaches us with a smug look on his face. His eyes are glazed over and he's wearing only a dark blue shirt, jeans, and shoes. There's no jacket in sight. I'm surprised when I notice how muscular his arms are. I wonder what they feel like. My face is blushing from the thought but if anyone asks, I'll blame it on the weather.
