Amelia's Point of View
I hadn't known that I was going to declare myself as Peyton's mate. It wasn't planned. In fact, it was a complete surprise, but it came out of my mouth so naturally that I knew it was true.
The look on Peyton's face was one of astonishment which then morphed into self-satisfaction, followed by something that I couldn't name, but it made my stomach flip over in anticipation and my bones turn to liquid - even more so than the brandy.
He pulled out my chair for me. Such a small gesture that made me feel really special.
"Would you like something to drink?" He asked me tenderly.
"Um-" I floundered. I was thirsty but wasn't sure what I wanted. The brandy upstairs had been beautiful but had made me feel a little light-headed. Peyton was staring at me intently, his
