Tasia
"I see you and your mate are getting quite comfortable with each other" Marcus said with a suggestive tone and cocky smirk on his face as they walked towards the nearest bar.
"What else are we supposed to do?" Tasia said with a straight face looking up at him. He rolled her eyes at her.
"Kill me for trying to lighten the mood," Marcus said with his hands up in defense once more.
"I'd rather kill you for what you pulled yesterday," Tasia said while grabbing a bottle of whiskey and pouring them both a drink, sliding his over to him across the wooden top of the bar.
Marcus caught the glass and downed it in one gulp. Tasia studied him as he set the glass down and refilled it himself, this time just picking it up and swirling it around in his hand and watching the amber liquid swi
