Sure, the guy had just gotten home from a war zone and was dealing with some pretty serious family drama, but that didn’t excuse the fact that he seemed bound and determined to infect the rest of the festivities with his vile mood.Įver since he had walked in the back gate, he had been alternately scowling and sniping at anyone who got within spewing distance of that unchecked fury. I was rolling my sweating beer can between my hands and trying really hard to keep my mouth shut because in a few short minutes I’d determined that Rome Archer had to be the least fun person I’d ever met. It was supposed to be fun and relaxing, only someone had missed the memo. Everyone had a beer in hand Rule and Jet were manning the grill, looking slightly ridiculous while doing it. It was a long holiday weekend and everyone from the tattoo shop I worked at, plus the other boys, Jet and Asa, as well as the girls, was gathered in the backyard of Rule and Shaw’s brand-new house for a barbecue and a housewarming.
Pair that with a day off from work, cold beer, barbecue, and fireworks, and I couldn’t be a happier camper.Īnd I would have been ecstatic, if only a dark, looming, man-shaped cloud wasn’t bound and determined to rain all over my parade. It’s my favorite thing ever to have all the people I love in one place at the same time.
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