Malakai's POV

I stared at nothing in particular as my thumb rubbed on the side of the cold glass of whiskey I had in my hand, I rolled my tongue on my lower lips, biting it gently as I was lost in deep thoughts

"Dude" Max shouted, tapping me roughly- I jolted slightly, turning to him

"What's with you? What are you thinking man?" He asked and I sighed

"Nothing," I muttered both to him and myself because, honestly, I had no idea what I was thinking of- Max squinted his eyes in suspicion. "What were you saying?" I asked trying to deviate his focus from me

It worked because...