Chase glanced at her, a smirk playing on his lips. "Hey, no need to play pretend."

Eliana raised an eyebrow. What's that supposed to mean? Was he doubting her or something?

This time, no matter how drunk she was, she wouldn't go near him!

Chase strolled into the kitchen, grabbing the steaks like a pro. They teamed up, cooking in sync, and whipped up some tasty side dishes.

After clinking glasses, Eliana took a sip, feeling all fancy. "This wine's from my secret stash. ...