6
Garrett
It's been a few days since the whole period thing with Sydney. I haven't asked any questions and she hasn't offered any information either. Instead of the period party the guys thought was such a great idea, I opted for a celebration dinner of our own without truly announcing it.
“I'll be right back.” I park the truck outside Happy Daze Tavern.
“I'm starving,” Syd whines, but I shut the truck door and hurry in to drop off the cabin key to Dane.
My stomach does some twisty bullshit thing when my hand lands on the handle of the door, but I shake it off and enter the bar. There are only a few groups milling around, some playing darts and a few regulars lining the bar.
On instinct my gaze lands behind the bar and that feeling in my stomach vanishes when I spot Chad, Dane's othe
