*Kenna*

The hotel restaurant was far nicer than it had any business being. It was located on the roof, which gave us an opportunity to take in more of the Chicago skyline. It was beautiful, even if being up so high made me feel a little unsteady. I was sitting beside Matt and stealing sips of a strawberry lemongrass cocktail. I wasn’t twenty-one yet, so in the human world, I wasn’t allowed to drink. Matt seemed amused by the whole situation. That might be because I was ...