“No need!” Xavier immediately refused. “I don’t like cats.”
Whether a cat lived or died had nothing to do with him.
Norah’s enthusiasm wasn’t dampened in the slightest. She confidently declared, “You’ll come to like her!”
“I won’t.”
“Yes, you will!”
Xavier didn’t bother getting into a meaningless back-and-forth with her and simply fell silent.
Norah, however, took his silence as her victory, her face beaming with joy.
When they arrived at the Midnight Bar, the party was lively—everyone was egging Gabriel and Sylvia on to link arms and drink together. The couple played along with good grace, and then Josiah James brought over a cherry tied to a string, trying to get them both to bite it together, adding to the festive atmosphere.
Xavier walked in, and Josiah immediately called out, “Mr. Flemmings, you hold the string!”
Since their fight, the two had actually become closer than most, united by that strange camaraderie that sometimes comes from a tussle.
Gabriel was calmly seated on the couch and glanced over at them.
Carson laughed and joked, “Isn’t Josiah just giving Xavier the chance to deliver the cherry directly to Gabriel?”
Josiah grinned, “I’m just offering Xavier the perfect chance for a little payback!”
Everyone watched Xavier expectantly, curious to see what he’d do.
Xavier flatly refused, “My expertise is in precision—I might just do what Mr. Foster said and send it straight into his mouth.”
Everyone burst out laughing.
After that, the group sang, played cards, and drank together until eleven that night.
“All right, everyone quiet down for a second!” Josiah called out suddenly. “I have something important to announce!”
The room quieted immediately as all eyes turned toward him.
Josiah pulled Amiee Jordan close and declared triumphantly, “I’m going to be a dad! Congratulate me!”
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