Chapter 10

Chapter Ten

Nathan

"There's my little brother!" Noah yelled as soon as I pushed the bar door open.

The men chugging shots paused to look at me, the dancing strippers on stage glanced in the direction the idiot pointed and a couple- or maybe they weren't a couple but they were both shameful enough to shag each other like a bunch of rabbits in an open space, paused mid shagging on a couch hidden in a corner, then with a liquid laugh that repulsed me, they resumed.

The bar reeked of alcohol and cigars and a musty smell I was certain came from the shameless fuckers.

"Dammit, Noah! You couldn't pick a much more classy bar?" I snapped, settling on a stool beside the blockhead of a brother.

"Aww, does this place offend your sensibilities? I'm sorry you're such a sensitive lady," he mocked, a stupid grin on his face as he raised a glass of thick frothy drink that hissed with each movement.

That drink could not be safe. And no way was I drinking that shit.

I adjusted my white tee