C39 Chapter Thirty-Nine: Shadows

Lucas's POV

"Another round, or are you planning to marry that glass?"

Derek's voice cut through the fog in my brain. I blinked, surprised to find I'd been staring into the amber liquid as if it would yield some sort of answer. My gaze had fixed on the far wall of the dark bar, but nothing in its peeling paint or crooked signs offered redemption.

I set the glass down