Chapter 67

Brian chuckled. "That's much better than where we're going," I said. Nathan is being taken to a strip club by the lads. As an idea began to shape in Cassie's head, she bit her lip. She ought to have told Ainsley about her plans to date Nathan; it was the proper thing to do. However, she didn't want to have to reveal her personal involvement in the entire shady situation. Perhaps if she had seen Nathan "in the wild," so to speak, she would have a better understanding of who he truly was. Which one, she enquired. Brian observed Nathan and his friends consume more alcohol than food. The lunch consisted of steak, potatoes, gravy, and crusty bread, which are all excellent for filling the stomach and soaking up extra booze before a big night out. The idiotic fuckers, though, hardly touched anything at all. Before Brian arrived, they had already begun the process of eradicating themselves. With little chance of saving the evening, they were already well on their way to Hangover Central. Brian