
"‘Rough night’? Yeah, I guess you could say that.“
He let out a low chuckle, careful not to upset his ribs
too much. "Look, I just need a drink–something
strong–and I’ll be fine.”
"Guess I could! Shit.“ He nearly snickered, leaning in a bit. "Don’t tell me you didn’t get ‘em back, now, or I’m gon’...