Brenna POV

“You good?” Viv asked as she touched my hand that held the shot.

Viv must have seen Amanda touching Kieran’s arm just like I had. Maybe Amanda was just hitting on Kieran like she did that day of check-in. Someone like her wouldn’t be his type, would she?

“Never better,” I said with a grin as I slammed the shot back. The dry liquid nipped at the back of my throat.

The urge to cough came quicker than I expected, but I ...