Raquel’s POV

“I think perhaps,” Philo said, snatching the bottle from my limp hands as I tried to pour more into my tea, “you’ve had quite enough.”

“Hey now!” I reached for the bottle and nearly fell into the fire pit for my troubles if not for Phobos catching me right in the nick of time. I gave Philo my meanest stink eye and got a twitching frown for all my troubles. Oh, I knew he wanted to laugh, he was just being a stubborn ...