Don’t bother, I’ll do it myself.” I said to the waiter, grabbing the bottle of wine from his hands and filing my glass to the brim. I know it’s not the socially recommended thing to do, but at this point, I don’t care; I just want to drink without having to worry about how that impacts the Forbes family name.
Keenan walked in a few moments later, sweeping his eyes through the room until they finally landed on me. He gave me an acknowledging nod from afar, walking towards me with a reassuring smile that made my heart melt like butter. I hated how he always made me feel, and despite how much I tried to hate him, my body went on autopilot the moment he was near. It’s infuriating.
“Woah! I didn’t take you for much of a drinker.” Keenan said, his gaze alternating between me and the wine gla
