Fall in love with my best friends brother? CHECK
That's it. That's all I've got. I'm seriously stupid, how could this cliché happen to me. Kooper is my best friend, his older brother though? I have dreams of him.
I shouldn't like her.
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Kieffer
31 Years Old
(Winter 2018)
Shit did I not think I'd be sitting here at Taylor's bar so piss ass drunk that I can't see straight. That's what I get for letting the guys buy my drinks all night, I guess. Beau slapped me on the back before yelling to Taylor. We shut the bar down completely, it was past last call, fuck past closing time, but Taylor loves us. Plus, it's my birthday.
"Another round Ms. Taylor, please!"
"Y'all I think he's wasted enough." Taylor laughed.
"NEVER!" Austin yelled laughing about as drunk as I was.
"I know it's his birthday but damn boys, I ain't tryina have to get him to the ER for alcohol poisonin'." Taylor laughed setting a water in front of me. I think I nodded to thank her but I honestly can't be completely sure.
"What y'all wanna do tomorrow?" My buddy Hunter asked leaning hard on the bar.
"Sleep." I answered with what could have been a laugh.
"Na we goin' let's do fuckin' Vegas!" Beau yelled. "Ms. Taylor come to Vegas with us!"
"We ain't goin to Vegas." Our other friend Mason laughed.
"You may not be but we..." Beau pointed to Austin, Hunter, Me, Taylor, and himself. "In fact are."
"You're ridiculous."
"Just because you a goodie two shoes ain't mean you gotta drag us down."
"Do you hear yourself when you talk Beau?" Mason looked over at Beau, Mason was the only one of us not wasted. "Your English is about as good as my fourth graders."
"Not all of us got one of them there college edu-my-cations." Beau stated straight faced but I laughed so hard the sip of water I had just taken came out all over the bar.
"Kieffer!"
"Sorry darlin'."
"Shit she mad I'm out!" Beau grabbed his jacket and took off out the door. Mason rounded up the other two.
"You got him?" He asked Taylor, she nodded before he ran off after the three morons laughing their way out the bar.
"I can call Koop. He's on standby."
"I can take you home Kieffer, I'm closed anyway just need to clean up the bar real quick."
"You sure?" Taylor just glared at me and I took another drink of my water.
"Keys?"
"My truck can stay."
"Or I can take this opportunity to drive a brand-new Ram 2500 that's my favorite color." I smiled at her with a shake of my head and dug my keys out my pocket. She grabbed them with a big smile. The smile that I would do anything and everything for. "Thank you, and you can just bring me back here at some point tomorrow when you're sober." She poked her finger to my nose and started walking. "Comin' Abbott?" I grabbed my coat and stood up not bothering to put it on.
