Chapter 37
CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
kaius
“We are doing a bonfire tonight,” Astoria said as she strutted into a booth in the corner of the bar.
Acelynn sat in the chair to my right, legs resting over mine as she shared the space.
She was absent-mindedly scrolling on her phone, trying her best not to twitch as my hand rose higher onto her thigh with every stroke.
I knew she was still mad at me for the stunt I had pulled the other day in my office, but at least she was talking to me again.
I turned my gaze up from the bar’s books to look at my little sister.
She shook her head at my glare. “No arguing. We haven’t had any fun recently, and it is making all of you grumpy.”
“I am a ray of fucking sunshine, Tor,” Nolan said as he breezed past her to sit to my left.
She shot him a look but didn’t scold him like she typically did.
“A bonfire sounds fun.” Acelynn peeled her eyes from her phone screen. “But won’t someone notice if we light up the field behind the bar?”
“Oh, sweet innocent Acelynn,” Nolan cooed after her, reaching across to pinch one of her cheeks.
She swatted at his hand, retreating closer to me. I slung one arm over her shoulders, pulling her into me.
Nolan continued, “We don’t light up the field behind the Queen’s Table. The Knights take our party out to the middle of the desert near the old airplane hangar.”
“There is an old airplane hangar?” Acelynn perked up at the idea.
I chuckled. “Yes, we have been going since we were teens. Started out as a way to hide our partying from our parents, but turned into somewhat of a tradition, you could say.”
“And no one will bother us there?” She peeked up at me, hazel eyes wide and full of wonder.
“Not if they’re smart,” Nolan scoffed. He leaned back against the booth, kicking both feet up to rest on the table.
Astoria and I moved at the same time, pushing his legs off the furniture. He toppled over sideways, landing in a heap of himself next to me.
My sister smiled at me. “So is that a yes?”
“Yes, we have to show Acelynn how the Knights truly party,” I said, shooting her a smile. She began jumping up and down, clapping at the confirmation. “Just make sure you flip the closed sign on this time. We don’t need a repeat of the last bonfire.”
“That was Nolan’s fault.” Astoria glared at the man beside me before flipping her hair over her shoulder and walking away to prep for tonight’s festivities.
Nolan straightened up. “How come it is always my fault when it comes to her?”
“You are an easy target.” Acelynn smirked at him. “Astoria knows you could never truly be upset with her, and she uses that to her advantage.”
“I could be upset with her,” Nolan scoffed.
Rolling my eyes at my best friend, I began listing moments that he should have been upset with her.
“How about the time Astoria shaved off your left eyebrow when we were sophomores in high school because you ate the last piece of cake? You didn’t even yell at her.
Or the time she ran your car into a telephone pole because she was reapplying lipstick, and you laughed.
I swear my sister could murder your favorite person in the world and you would ask if they deserved it. ”
“Well, Astoria is my favorite person in the world, so that doesn’t really make a lot of sense,” Nolan blurted out. The second the words slipped from his lips, the tips of his ears tinged red, and he bolted from the booth.
Acelynn and I shared an amused look before going back to our tasks we had been doing before my sister interrupted us.