I brought the glass to my mouth, frowning at the lack of liquor on my tongue. Leaning forward, I reach for the bottle only to find it empty. Annoyance fills me, and I grunt in disappointment.

“That was the last bottle, Carlos” Opposite me, sat Hayley on the couch with a drink in her hand. She smiles while leaning forward before pouring her drink into my glass.

“Thanks” I murmur, shoving it down my throat in one go.

She trails her forefinger through my hair, the movements providing ...