We tooled around the city for a while, checking out local shops. Matt found a vintage record store that absorbed him for a good hour. Evan found an art gallery and picked up a little something for Jenny. We came across a bakery that had these chocolate-peanut butter things called buckeyes. We ate about fifty thousand of them, and then I had them mail a bunch to Kiera’s apartment. I figured she’d love a little reminder of home. And they were really fucking good. After stopping Griffin from stripping and jumping into a river—because we weren’t close enough to a Great Lake—we decided to check out the local bars.

Finding one we liked, we ordered beers from the bartender, then found a table in the middle of the room where we could sit and people watch. We all relaxed into our chairs. All except for Griffin. He started rubbing his hands together as he stood before us, and there was a playful gleam in his eye that I was all too familiar with. Great. What did the jackass think up now?

Leaning over, hands on the table he said, “Let’s play a game.”

“Pool?” Evan asked, looking around the bar for tables.

Griffin frowned at him. “No…an interesting game.”

Yeah, I’d had a feeling it wouldn’t be as simple as pool. Knowing I was going to regret it, I asked, “Like what?”

Griffin’s devilish grin turned toward me. “It’s a little something I like to call Find-a-Skank.”

Yep. Thought so. Matt, Evan, and I answered him at the same time. “No.”

Griffin’s mouth popped open as he finally sat down. “No? You haven’t even heard the rules yet,” he whined.

Shaking my head, I told him, “None of us want to find skanks.”

He rolled his eyes at me. “Speak for yourself, dude. Finding skanks is my mission in life.” Justin choked on the sip of beer he’d just taken. Griffin shook his head as he took a drink of his own beer. “It’s just a game, Kell. Relax. It’s not like I’m gonna force you to fuck ‘em or something.” He rolled his eyes again. If he kept doing that, I was going to smack him.

Before I could tell him no again, Justin tilted his head and said, “What are the rules?”