CHAPTER 64
PEARL
“Strong, huh?” Ian said with a playful grin, enjoying the compliments.
But when I mentioned something fun, his eyebrows rose in interest.
“Oh? What do you have in mind?” he asked, his voice laced with anticipation.
“I want to get drunk and anything…” I shrugged my shoulders as he kept his gaze on me staring intently at me.
“Drunk?” He muttered, giving me a knowing look.
“Yes, drunk…” I confirmed, looking confident.
Ian grinned, clearly intrigued by my suggestion.
“I think I can arrange that.”
He moved to the kitchen area, rummaging through a cabinet and emerging with a bottle of amber liquid.
“Whiskey,” he announced, holding up the bottle for me to see.
“Care to join me?”
I nodded, unable to resist the temptation of alcohol and Ian’s company. After all, why n
