Evelyn's POV
After my dance with Nathan, I excused myself for a drink and some time alone. Taking a swig from the tequila, I wrinkled my face and swallowed with a sharp exhale. That's the stuff.
Everyone else was drinking champagne and red wine but not me, I needed something stronger to relax my nerves.
Moving to the rhythm of the music, I took another shot and downed it. "Hey, are you trying to knock yourself out or something?" A deep voice startled me. I turned to see Ryan. I rolled my eyes and signalled the bartender for more shots.
"What do you care?" I said, trying to ignore him, just the way he does me. Even after his confession on me being his mate, he still treats me like trash. I wouldn't let his behavior affect me any more.
He snatched one of my shots and drank it. "Can I
