Elias's p.o.v
"Drink up," Lucas said loudly while lifting his whiskey glass in mid-air.
I glanced at Lewis and noticed how drunk he was. He was leaning against the table with his hand pressed on his chin while his elbow was on the table. His eyes were slightly shut. His empty glass was laid down on the table next to mine and he seemed to be struggling to keep awake.
"I said drink up Eli." He said again.
Eli?. Where the hell was he getting such a pet name. It was funny and so uncomfortable but I couldn't say a word. He was more like my own father. It sounded weird but I was hoping to get his full approval to be with his son.
I lifted my glass in mid-air with a fake smile.
"Good boy." He said loudly then drunk the whole liquid at once.
"Drink up." Pablo whispered
