[Thad’s POV]
I sit alone, watching Darlene finish her set, while wondering how much longer Brielle is going to be. A good twenty minutes had passed since she went out to take a call, and I was beginning to wonder if everything was alright.
“You look perplexed.”
Snapping out of my head, I lift my gaze to Darlene as she takes a seat across from me and steals my beer.
“Oi,” I huff as she brings it to her lips and chugs. “That's disgusting, you know.”
“I'm your sister,” she giggles, placing the empty bottle on the table. “My germs are your germs, and your germs are mine.”
Gagging, I lean back in my seat and look toward the bar exit.
“Are you worried about her?” Darlene asks, giving me a funny grin. “Shouldn't you go after her then?”
“I don't know who you mean,” I smirk. “There are many
