“Dude you are so wasted!” Ryker said, slurring slightly as he reached for the bottle. He was camped out in the middle of Matt’s leather couch. He took a long sip of Matt’s scotch before handing it back over.

“But enough about you not handling your booze,” Ryker said pointing a finger and squinting at Matt, “I wanna hear about how you tamed the wild beast that is Sabrina.”