Pete left us with a genuine bounce in his step. I could only shake my head at him. Home of the D-Bags…I had to admit, I loved the sound of it. Not former home of the D-Bags, not birthplace of the D-Bags, no, just…home. As in now and forever it was our place, and that was a really comforting thought.

“Can you believe that shit?” I asked, twisting to face the guys.

Matt was bouncing on his toes he was so excited. Rachel giggled at his side, loving his glee. “Oh my God, Kellan…dude! Home of the D-Bags…” He sighed as he wrapped an arm around Rachel. “I love it.”

Evan nodded. “It’s perfect.”

Griffin frowned. “You know what’s gonna happen though, right? Fucking place is gonna become a goddamn tourist trap—with our pictures everywhere, and D-Bags merch everywhere, and horny fans coming in from all over the world…” He paused, then grinned. “I fucking love it.”

I shook my head at Griffin’s assessment of our future fame. He was even more ridiculous than Kiera.

Once the band was all together, the drinks coming our way were fast and furious. I felt too bad to reject anyone’s goodbye gift, so it didn’t take long for me to get completely, totally soused. Feeling like my head was detached from my body, I pulled Matt aside. Or yanked him aside. “Dude…you’re ready for the party, right?”

Matt nodded. He started to move away, but I stepped in front of him. It took me a second to catch my balance. “Music? Food? Those fruity drinks girls like?”

Matt laughed as he helped steady me. “Yeah, Kell…it’s not my first party. We’re good to go.”

A dopey grin spread over my face. “Good. I want this night to be fun for Kiera. Fun for everyone.”

He nodded as he sipped on a beer. “It will be.” Raising an eyebrow, he looked me over. “Are you drinking everything they hand you?”

My words felt slow in my head, thick coming out of my mouth. “Yeah…what else would I do with it?”

Matt pursed his lips and pointed at our table. My slow gaze followed his finger to see about two dozen shots just sitting there, hanging out. Looking at all the alcohol heaped together like that made me a little nauseous. God…I hoped no one expected me to drink all that.

Matt smacked me on the back. “You’re gonna die if you drink it all, man. Tell them thanks, then set it down, okay?”

I looked back up at him; his face was blurry. Damn. I should have started doing that a while ago. “Uh-huh, yeah…I’m-a find…Kiera.” Food. That was what I needed. And my girlfriend…I really fucking missed her.

Matt laughed at me, then handed me a glass of water. “You better be able to play, man.”