ZARA’S POV
You would expect that Cael would be startled by the question, maybe cough or turn pale but he did none of these things. He stared at me dryly and started to fill up the glass with whisky.
“You are curious about even stranger things, my dear,” he muttered right before drinking. He let out a gasp and dropped the emptied glass. “Good. Now is my time to ask my question.”
“But you didn’t answer,” I protested immediately.
“I drank, didn’t I?” he replied, smiling.
That was my moment of realization. I dread to think of the reason he didn’t answer my question.
“What answer did you want to hear earlier?” he asked carefully. “That I was horny or that I was in love?”
I exhaled heavily, looked him in the eye, and then muttered, “Pour me a drink.”
“Of course, I should,” he smiled. He
