That Time I Got Drunk And Saved a Human (Mead Mishaps, #3)

by Kimberly Lemming

“Oh gods, this is all wrong. I’m high, my arms are snakes, and they have abandoned me.” In the distance, I could hear the low thrum of my own existential dread.

“Oh, honey,” I drawled. “Bless your heart.” His eyes closed on an inhale. “Call me that again, I liked it.”

“A day? Princess, I fell as soon as I saw your reaction to snow.” “I hate you.” “We’ll work on that.”