Chapter 8 Party Fever Part Two

• I shake my head at her, and after sharing a laugh, I guide her toward Kalix. I watch them head up the stairs in search of a room. I attempt to rise from the table, but my foot collides with an empty bottle, and the next thing I know, I'm slipping off.
• "Oh, s***!" I shout uselessly, bracing for impact with the floor. But it never arrives. In the midst of my fall, I grasp onto the first thing I can find—a tattooed arm—and I'm suddenly cradled in the arms of a familiar Greek God with a smirk on his face.
• Max sweeps a stray curl of hair from my face and tucks it behind my ear. "You know, Shots, we really need to stop meeting like this."