Aden’s [POV]

“We don’t even have one?” I pitch my voice just loud enough to be heard over the bass.

Fortunately, it’s early enough that the DJ is still settling into his set. If we were to have this conversation at midnight, Killian would be staring back at me blank-faced.

He shakes his blond head. “Didn’t come with the delivery, Aden. We have plenty of lemons, though.”

“Lemons are not limes, Kil.” His lips part. “And if you try to tell me that they are, ...