JAXSON.
When we walked back into the VIP lounge, the music was still loud. Tessa walked ahead of me, her steps a little uneven, her cheeks flushed from the alcohol. The others were already drunk and laughing over something that probably wasn’t funny.
As soon as they saw us, Nova pointed at us with a grin. “Where did you two disappear to?”
Cole leaned forward, smirking. “Don’t ask stupid questions. They probably went to make out.”
The whole group burst out laughing. I just shook my head and dropped into the seat beside Tessa.
“Real mature,” I muttered.
Ryder lifted a brow, holding a glass in his hand. “You two missed the last round of shots.”
“Good,” I said, but Nova was already waving the bartender over.
“Come on, Jaxson,” she said, slurring slightly. “It’s a celebration. Don’t be
