Chapter 113

Asher
After smoking, we head back inside to do our rounds. Bray is already choosing his girl for the night, and Cyrus watches me as I sell the baggies in my pocket. Neither of us have touched the shit or the drinks just yet. We do stop, however, when I spot Blair again. She’s dancing with the guy from earlier. Walker, I think his name is. A smile curves her rosy lips, and his hands are on her shaking ass as they move together. There’s barely any room between them before they start to kiss. I frown, observing them, wondering if she kisses as good as she dances. They break apart, and we watch, unable to look away as she scowls and glances over. A second later, she’s heading for a huge guy.
I get ready to help, but Cyrus holds me back. “She isn’t our problem. If she wants to pick a fight, then let her,” he snarls.