Susan returned with the bottle of wine, and although they had little alcohol, I knew it would still do well in making me tipsy as I wished. I didn't say much to her but grabbed the bottle once she uncorked the first one.
With how I filled my glass several times and emptied it, one would know I was so desperate to get drunk at that moment.
She grabbed the bottle as I was about to take the fourth shot, shifted it to the side, and rested his arms on the table. “Who is the guy who came here? Did he want to dance?”
I didn't understand who she was referring to until my wolf flashed to my mind Tyrion's chiseled face, causing me to gnash my teeth. “Don't talk about him. We don't know each other?”
“Really?” Susan leaned her face closer, her eyes wide enough to tell how curious she was. “How did
