“I hope she ends up looking like her,” I muttered, and quickly finished my drink. It had been a while since I'd had a few drinks and relaxed like this, and my head was already feeling buzzed. Bram leaned over and refilled my glass. “Well, I certainly hope so. Looking at your face is torture enough,” he said without skipping a beat, and I flipped him off just as smoothly. “Oh, fuck you. I'm a hundred times better looking than you are.”
