Sage POV
As we exited the limousine, I swayed lightly on my feet, shivering slightly. Wilson's eyes narrowed with concern as he took his jacket off and put it around me. I opened my mouth to protest "Oh no, I can't take your jacket..." I began but he shook his head at me.
"I insist," he said firmly as we walked through a gate into the party itself outside, his eyes scanning the rather beautiful decor as lights twinkled overhead on the trees and bushes outside, music played softly in the background, and waiters and waitresses walked amongst everyone with trays of drinks and food.
I put my arms through the jacket, not caring if I looked funny. I was freezing. Perhaps it had not been a good idea to come to the party so soon after being taken ill, but the thought of missing out on more ti
