Brianna's POV. 

 

I let out a sigh through my lips, and Ares' spaced out his hands, directing me to take a seat across from him.

 

The music started blasting with such annoyance, but I didn't want to complain. I felt like I had ruined enough of tonight.

 

A smile dropped on my face when Killian passed me a plate of grilled meat, already chopped into tiny pieces with toothpicks attached to them.

Everyone except Stacy and I acted like nothing happened just a few minutes ago. They were already having men's talk and I sensed Diego wasn't having much fun because he didn't get involved quite much.

"Is it rum,...