Chapter 34: Selene

Bradley, Morgan and I watched every old horror film that I could find. By the time Aaren walked through the room, I was sufficiently tipsy and laughing at all of the bad acting in the current film we watched.

Aaren looked me over and smiled. I was draped over Bradley and Morgan's lap while Morgan played with my hair and Bradley rubbed my thighs.

"Welcome home, honey," I sang and reached for him, nearly falling from the guy's laps.

"How sauced is she?" He laughed and came to sit next to me where I laid on Bradley's lap.

I groaned and sat up. "I'm tipsy, I've only had like, five beers. I'll sober up when we finally eat. Oh, speaking of, Rosie is making tacos."

"Tacos?" Aaren looked at me confused.

I stood and stretched. "Yeah, I asked her to make tacos. I've been craving 'em."

He looked at Morgan and Bradley and I saw Bradley shrug and smirked. What was wrong with tacos?