Emma’s POV
When I woke up the next morning, I had a terrible headache. I don’t know what happened. One minute I was fine and dancing, and the next I felt drunk. I only had two glasses of normal whiskey.
I try to open my eyes and groan as the light burns my eyes. “Morning love,” Eli says and kisses my lips softly. “Morning baby,” I groan out without opening my eyes. Eli chuckles and pulls me into his arms. “How are you feeling?” he asks me. “I have a headache from hell. What happened? I only had two drinks, and it was normal whiskey.” I say, and he chuckles again.
I open my eyes to glare at him and he stops laughing. “Sorry baby, I am not laughing at you, I promise.” He says and kisses me again. “Then what’s so funny?” I ask him. “Grandpa Jacob switched all the bottles out with his whis
