Chapter 23: Good Things Don't Come Easy

Breathing in the faint, clean scent rising from Lana Hayde's skin, Mason Lynch said, "Your tolerance is as bad as ever. One glass and you're tipsy. I'll get you home now. Once you're back, sleep it off so you can work properly tomorrow." "It shouldn't be like this. I only drank a little." "This is Hearthbrew. It's a lot stronger than the Château Aurelia you get here." As he reassured her, Mason had already slipped an arm around her and guided her toward the door. Her dizziness worsened, drowsiness...