SERENA
"Hope you're okay?" Zoey must have noticed how I went totally quiet...her doctor instincts, I guess. She'd be thinking that the shot must have taken a toll on me. The vodka or whatever that was inside was awful but it wasn't the reason why I was shaken. The reason was on the other side of the hall.
"Of course, I'm okay." I forced a smile, despite the bitter and harsh taste stuck to my tongue.
The cocktails, I believe, that Layla had ordered was brought to our table.
"Here," Layla gave me one glass which had an orange slice placed on its rim. "It is called s*x on the Beach."
"I hope it's not as terrible as..." I made a distasteful face while gesturing at my empty shot glass.
"Nope, it's very mild, you may not even taste the vodka in it."
I sipped a little first to confirm. Sh
