“These are called Shark Bites,” Stefano
announced, as he and Logan passed us all bluish drinks with red in
the bottom.
“It’s meant to look like blood in the water,”
Logan said. “Isn’t that cool?”
“We used to do these all the time,” Derek
added. “Sam loves these.”
I looked at my glass tentatively as everyone
else began to drink.
“It’s grenadine,” Sam said, and I laughed and
took a sip.
“I don’t think beer cuts it when you have to
spend a night with my sister,” Stefano volunteered. “I thought we
could use something a little stronger.”
“What’s wrong with your sister?” Sam
asked.
“She’s a bitch,” Wyn said without
apology.
“Oh, yeah, she is,” Derek added.
“Wyn,” Sam scolded.
“No, seriously,” Stefano said. “She is a
bitch. She actually calls herself that. It’s kind of her badge of
honor. She babysat them a few times when she was a teenager. They
know.”
“Oh,” Sam said, looking at Wyn and then
Derek.