FREYA

I stumbled into Jet's arms as he carried me and then placed me on the bar stool, I stared at him wondering what he was up to. I got my answer a few minutes later after he finished pouring another glass of wine before handing it to me. Was he trying to get me drunk? Not caring anyway, I accepted it and drank it all at once.

"How are you feeling?" He murmured, his gaze searching my face as his hand moved to the back of my head pulling me slightly closer to him. My body hummed in ...