CAYDEN

“Get us a bottle of champagne, please,” I ordered.

“I don’t usually drink alcohol. This is a breach of contract,” she stated jovially.

“Cut me some slack today, teach. I did pretty well today, didn’t I?” I was interrupted by the bartender who placed our order in front of us with two cocktail glasses.

“Thanks,”

“Enjoy your date night,” we immediately stared at each other in surprise. ‘Date night’? Hell no. it seemed the bartender misunderstood us completely, but we didn’t bother with clearing the confusion.

I popped the drink and poured as required, into our glasses. I drank mine hastily while Lily just stared at the glass in...