Chapter 1987

Spencer, unfazed by Stella's request for drinks, flashed a smile and casually asked, "Enjoying the meal? How about we add a few drinks to the mix?" Stella shot back, "Ever the chatterbox, aren't you?" Jaylene, displaying genuine concern, frowned at Keegan, "You really shouldn't drink, Keegan. You're still recovering. Alcohol and cigarettes are the last things you need right now." Keegan responded calmly, "It's fine. I'll just have a few drinks with Spence." Spencer did a double-take. Surprised, he thought, 'Did he just call me "Spence"?' "Please, Keegan. Think of your health," Jaylene implored, her worry evident. Keegan replied with warmth, "I'll go easy then. Why don't you drink a bit more on my behalf? I owe a lot to his family. They were there for me during tough times." Feeling a sense of inclusion in Keegan's circle, Jaylene could not hide her satisfaction. She glanced at Stella, whose mood seemed to sour further, and quickly agreed, "Since it's your request, I can't say no