CHAPTER 34
Ava’s POV
Mara had drank to stupor, which meant I had to carry her all the way to her bedroom.
She resisted, wanted more to drink and tripped…
No, we both tripped a good number of times.
The men Cain instructed to stay behind seemed too busy smoking and discussing outside the bar.
So I didn’t bother seeking for their help.
I thought I could handle Mara all by myself.
And I did. Almost broke my ankle doing it. But I got her here.
I dropped her on her bed like a sack of potatoes. Then I let out a breath, cracking my lower back.
“s**t,”
I watched Mara mutter something about an aisle before she went quiet again. It earned a small chuckle from me.
I grabbed her red fluffy blanket, gently placing it over her. “Are you dreaming of getting married?” I asked, even tho
