At this moment, Winnie wasn't sure if she was drunk. All she knew was that she had slowed her breathing, and when she heard Van's voice, the strong red wine she had made in the backyard started to rise up her face, making it feel hot all over, and the warmth spread to her cheeks, leaving her eyes burning.

"How did you know?" she held her breath.

Van casually replied, "My ears aren't deaf."

"That's impressive."

Van could tell she was quite drunk. His voice ...