The Ice Princess
In cases like this, where sensible Beatrice is in control, I would deny free booze, but practical, Beatrice is locked away with Blizzard, who also tried to cut my fun with his fatherly advice earlier on.
Raul steadies me up against the counter, our legs intertwined, one hand on my hip, the other paying for the Vodka with coke drinks. I could admire Raul's golden locks or his handsome, shaved, clean face, but instead, my eyes are locked on Connor's burning gaze. The light rim on his jaw twitches as he clenches his teeth, unpleased with me being held by another man. It wasn't like we had feelings for each other, especially having only met a week ago. No one can fall in love in that short amoun