Autumn’s POV
When I left home earlier and said goodbye to my fiance, I had no idea just how celebratory we would get. I’d told Merlin that Jenny had arranged for a stripper and I was responsible for getting everyone smashed. With the combination of booze and a mostly naked man, the promise of decadence was nearly guaranteed, but I don’t think any of us knew how far things would go.
Like I said, I’m not a drinker, but I’d found a recipe for a drink called, “Code Blue” which sounded perfect for our group. It was part every clear liquor in the cabinet, part Blue Curraco (for color) and a dash of soda to slightly temper its proof percentage. After two drinks, everyone was feeling pretty good, by the time we’d hit four, we were numb. I don’t remember if anyone had a fifth. Afterwards, none o
