Fun and romance

Ever reluctantly picked up the last one, his mouth turned down into a pout.

"Wait a minute," I looked at Brian. "I'm going to need a shot of whiskey to chase this down."

"Me too," Ever piped up and added miserably, "and a glass of milk...a big fucking glass of milk."

Brian disappeared, only to reappear with another tray containing three more shots and three glasses of milk. Once we gathered the additional shots and milk, Brian said cheerfully, "Cheers, gentlemen."

I tossed the hot sauce down my throat, purposefully keeping it out of my mouth, and gulped it down in one swallow. It still burned like a mother in my esophagus. I grabbed the shot of whiskey and drank it slower, letting it wash away the remnants of the hot sauce.

Ever coughed and sputtered. I looked over to find tears rolling down his cheeks while he cursed and sucked down milk at the same time. When he could finally catch his breath, he eyed Gwen and threatened, "I am sooo spanking you when we go home, woman."

I laughed, "