“Are you drinking away your boredom?” she muses, looking down at me. I shake the bottle still clutched in my hand. “I was. And then I remembered that you are a far more appealing distraction.” She rolls those bright eyes at me. “Did you come in here just to flirt, Azer?” “Darling, I haven’t even started.” Groaning dramatically, she snatches the bottle from my hand. “Then I’m going to need this.” “Don’t act like you don’t love it.”
