C20 Chapter 20

We sat down at the table and a waitress dressed quite provocatively came over with an empty tray, asking for our order.

“Is Tequila okay?” Noah asked and Harry and Lucas nodded, not really caring.

“We’ll have twenty-four shots of Tequila.” He said loudly, trying to be heard over the music.

The waitress nodded before she turned around and left, probably swinging her hips more than needed