Page 70 of The Betrayal

“Excuse me?”

“Sorry, I forgot you’re hard of hearing. WHAT ABOUT YOU HEFFNER?” he now shouts across the table.

“I’m not deaf! Fucking hell man,” he groans. “Beer,” he huffs and tosses his menu into the middle of the table.

“And you, the quiet one who looks like she is sitting here against her will?”

“Sweet iced tea.”

“Basic. Grandad number two and blondie?”

“Beer.”

“I’ll have a glass of wine please.”

“Basic,” he rolls his eyes, “let me guess, a chardonnay?”

“Sauvignon.”

“It’s a box wine, you get what you’re given okay princess?”

She rolls her lips and hides her growing smile behind her menu.

“Well, that was painful, hurry and chose something to eat, I haven’t got all day.”

And with that, he turns and disappears out back.

“Well, that was awful,” Killian groans looking over the menu.

“It’s all good fun,” Sage leans into Dex.

“Riveting.”

And I laugh.

“Have you been here before Sage?” I ask as I scan the menu again.

“No, we have one like this back home in London, so thought this would be fun to come to.”

“Fun is not the word I would use,” Keaton groans beside me.

“Stop being a bore,” and just as the words come out my mouth, David is back with paper hats for us all. He begins placing them on our heads one by one, but not before reading what he has written on all of them.

Sage: High maintenance but swallows!

Dex: Pussy whipped coloring book.

Killian: Lets his wife peg him.

Reese: Daddy issues.

Keaton: A minute and half of pure pleasure

Arizona: My dad would be pissed if he knew how many dicks I’ve put in my mouth.

And I am crying.

All of us are.