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“I’ll drink to that.” I snorted, lifting my glass to salute him before taking a large mouthful, the burning liquid sliding down my throat and helping me to temporarily numb my problems.

He had more things to be miserable about since the man he’d loved his entire life had turned out to be the backstabbing snake, Kristoff Lopez, so in comparison to him, I had nothing to complain about.

I hated that bastard too though, not only for living a second life behind Sniper’s back and betraying him, but also for what he’d done to Maddox as a kid. I couldn’t believe my brother shared blood with that piece of shit.

We drank until Diesel and Rage joined us, Diesel letting out a sigh. “You’re drunk.”

“Little bit.” I grinned, leaning against the bar, my eyes catching on a woman as she walked through the door. “Quick, Dad. Move. You’re going to cramp my style.”

He rolled his eyes, turning his attention to Sniper. “You got her drunk? It’s not even noon.”

“She gotmedrunk, asshole,” he threw back, getting to his feet. “I need to restock the bar. See you next time.” Then he stumbled off without another word.

Rage grumbled about him being a useless prick, but I knew it was said with love. Rage didn't make time for anyone outside his family, but he respected Sniper. Especially after siding with the Kings over his own boyfriend who he’d been dating since he was a teenager. That spoke volumes for his loyalty.

“We need to get going,” Diesel said firmly, not happy about me being drunk. “If you throw up on the drive home, I’ll be pissed.”

“Bye, Angry Man!” I practically shouted as I stood to head outside, waving dramatically and ignoring his cursing. He didn’t really hate it. He just didn’t want his men to know that.

Within two seconds of us being on the road, I passed out, dreaming about trailing my tongue all over Luna’s hot little body as her fingers yanked on my hair while I made her scream my name.

Luna

Riley never showed up to our lecture, and she ignored my text when I asked her where she was. Landon didn't have any classes until the afternoon, so I drove to Stanley’s.

I parked beside his car, climbing out and sighing as I heard the loud music. He’d been partying a lot, and it was annoying the hell out of me. He was hard to get a hold of, and it meant we never got time alone anymore since he always had people over.

I didn’t like social gatherings, which was why I’d hardly seen him lately. At least I’d been able to spend some time with Riley.

There were only two other cars here, neither of which I recognized.

I headed inside, scrunching my nose as the strong smell of cigarettes and weed hit me. He never allowed smoking inside before.

“Are you lost?”

I looked beside me to find some girl, her face coated in makeup and a drink in her hand. She was dressed as if this was a cocktail party, a stunning dress hugging her body with high, strappy heels on her feet.

“No. Where’s Stan?” I asked, but she grabbed my arm tightly, digging her nails in.

“Look, bitch. This isn’t some walk-in party. It’s invite only.”

“I’m his girlfriend,” I replied with a tight smile, amusement filling her eyes.

“Yeah, right.”

I had no idea why she didn’t believe me, but I was saved from explaining myself further as Stanley stumbled over, a grin on his face. “There’s my girl! I didn’t know you were coming!”

The girl looked horrified, but I ignored her and tucked myself under his arm, giving him a kiss.

“I was going to see if you wanted to watch a movie with me, but it seems you’re having a party.”

“Grab a drink and join us. The others are in the living room,” he answered, gently pushing me in the direction of the kitchen. He muttered something to the girl, but he quickly followed to make me a drink before leading me to the others.

He tugged me down onto his lap once he was seated on the couch, nuzzling into my neck. “I missed you.”

My chest warmed, and I took a sip of my ridiculously strong drink before replying. “I missed you too.”

“Stay with me tonight?” he asked, biting my earlobe. “Find a way to convince your dad to let you.”