C68 CHAPTER 67: Jealous Much?

ELORA

The party continued late into the night and as the drinks kept pouring, the conversation got looser and laughter flowed freely even at things that weren’t funny.

"Wine?" Noel offered.

I nodded, holding out my cup.

He poured me a drink and waited with an expectant smile till I took a sip.

"What do you think?"

"Very...fruity."

"Exactly. It's made from the finest grapes in all of Bale