Michael and Jesse had finished with the task Garrey gave them earlier and he was now drinking from the whisky glass he'd sneaked in the small garden, away from everyone.
It was a semi- secluded area, not far from the Manor, and Michael found a small bench, that was hidden behind a tall, nicely trimmed rose bush.
By now, most guests were already drunk, and he decided they wouldn’t need him urgently for anything.
He sat on the bench and took a long swig from the glass
The whiskey was bitter, burning his throat, but at the same time it felt great.
He remembered Jesse and the expression written all over his face…
Jesse hadn't said a single word to him after he’d realized Killian was Michael’s mate.
Michael had been way too obvious. It must have been that.
But then again, he hadn’t real
