Cade
I sat at the bar nursing a beer, lost in my thoughts.
“You want a n****e on that bottle, man? Stop being a little b***h and drink up,” Ian said, knocking back his own beer in a few swallows.
I shot him a warning look. “Don’t f**k with me tonight, I’m not in the mood.” I’d been hell-bent on getting drunk tonight, needing a few hours’ peace from the worry that constantly followed me around, but somehow I was failing even at that. “Lily’s latest surgery bill came.”
“Sorry, man.” Ian tipped his beer, clinking the bottle against mine. “Let me know what I can do to help.”
I nodded. I’d never ask him for help, and we both knew it, but still, just that he offered meant a lot. Ian and I had been friends since the eighth grade when I moved to the area to live with my grandparents. He kn
