Weston

"Come the fuck with us," Abel yells as he leans out the side of his dad's truck. "We're going to have dinner at Dad's. We haven't had family dinner in a bit, and I think you need it."

Shit, I do not feel like this, but it's going to be hard to get away from. They're right, we haven't hung out at dinner in a while, not just the group of us.

"Is it really family dinner if the girls aren't with us?" I question. "Why are you trying to guilt me into ...