|
"Oh come on," Keegan drew out after taking the joint back, still stuck with a smile on his face. It was like it was fixed there for the night. "It's your birthday. Why wouldn't I have something up my sleeve?"
Keegan took a strong but quick it and as he held it for that second and exhaled, he lifted it up to inspect how much was left. A few more hits before it was a roach. That determined, he passed it back. "You know me well enough to know that a kiss and a cupcake, or anything along those lines, it far too simple a thing for your birthday."
|