I took a long swallow from my beer as I approached him, trying to push down the giddiness. Griffin was intently staring at something in front of him as I stepped beside him, and I shifted my focus to look. There was a cute blonde on her knees on top of a table. She was clearly putting on a show for Griffin. Writhing around, touching herself, rolling her hips. I almost felt like telling her that she didn’t need to try that hard. All she had to do was ask Griffin to have sex with her and he would. Gladly. One of the girl’s friends whispered something to her and the blonde nodded. Then she started taking off her shirt, exposing her lacey bra. I glanced over at Griffin grinning at her, delighted, and rolled my eyes. Maybe I should tell Matt and Evan first.

Griffin finally noticed me though. He looked over at me, and then he did a double take. “You change your mind?” he asked. “’Cause I call dibs on that one.” He pointed to the half-naked blonde.

I looked back at the girl. She gave Griffin a wink, then she laid back on the table. Her two friends approached her, staring at Griffin, and now me, then they started pouring alcohol on the girl and sucking it off of her. It was like witnessing one of Griffin’s fantasies come to life. I laughed as I watched them. At least he’d found girls.

Leaning over, I told him, “They’re all yours, remember. You can have every last one of them.”

Griffin smirked at me. “Like I don’t already know that,” he said.

Shaking my head, I laughed again. What I wanted to tell Griffin slipped to the back of my mind as I stared at the rambunctious girls in front of me. What they were doing was distracting, true, but more than that…it was giving me a great idea. I instantly pictured lying Kiera out somewhere, filling the crevices of her body with alcohol…licking it off her skin. Jesus. That thought was doing way more for me than actually watching Griffin’s future hookups doing it. I chewed on my lip as I let the fantasy carry me away. I shouldn’t dwell on that back here…fans nearby might get the wrong idea. I should think of something else, anything else. What was I going to tell Griffin again?