“We’d drink,” Draven said, carefully avoiding my eyes. “Copiously, I presume,” I said, elbowing him with a grin. “At times. Better to vomit into the grass than at one of my father’s parties. We learned our limits.” “Alongside some very pretty boys and girls,” Gawain said with a wink.
Now, that last sentence from Gawain would have made more sense if it had been after the one where Draven avoided her eyes. Makes more sense to avoid her eyes because they were out having sexy time with past flings in their youth than for simply getting drunk in their youth. 🙄🙄 The editing is for shit in this book…
