With that Adrian and I also made our way out to the garden where some cocktails were already prepared for us. I felt Adrian’s warm hand on the small of my back as he stood next to me before he offered me a glass of pinkish-orange cocktail.
“Thank you, Adrian,” I thanked him while smiling sweetly.
I took the glass from him and began sipping the cocktail slowly. It was sweet…perhaps a little too sweet but my sweet tooth didn’t mind at all. I glanced over at Adrian, feeling a little worried because I knew that he didn’t deal with sweet things very well. It was always black coffee…or shots for him.
“Too sweet for you?” I asked.
“You? Or the drink?” Adrian replied teasingly.
I giggled at his cute joke before we clinked out glass together. The conversation among the parents was actually
