Ethan had also prepared a bottle of red wine.
Daisy drank half a glass and sat comfortably on the floor, leaning against the bed.
On the table was a half-eaten fruit cake, and at their feet was Gizmo, the guinea pig, gradually gaining the courage to try and climb onto the table.
Beside her, the handsome man looked relaxed, his hair tousled and his lips moist, making him appear even more seductive.
Daisy found it all so wonderfully unreal, gradually feeling like she was in a dream induced by the wine.
Ethan turned his head and met Daisy's gaze, her eyes fixed on him in a daze.
He raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"You look really good," Daisy blurted out.
Ethan looked at her in surprise.
Daisy's brain was already numb from the alcohol, and she instinctively leaned closer, her hand ro
