Chapter Twenty-Five

"What did I do?" I ask Spencer as Cambry walks out of the restaurant. My mind was no longer on the man almost stealing my girlfriend, rather, it was on my mate who was giving me the cold shoulder.

"I don't know, I'll ask Tara when she comes to bed tonight," Spencer tells me while patting me on the shoulder.

"Thanks, man," I say, exasperated.

"It's not a problem," He shrugs his shoulders as we make our way out of the restaurant, ignoring the man who was passed out on the ground. I saw one of the ladies in there call the police, so I'm not too worried.

"What should we do?" I ask, realizing the only reason we were here was because of the girls.

"We have to look at some paperwork and stuff just to make sure something like what happened today won't happen again," Spencer tells me.

"What event were you talking about?" I ask him.