#Chapter8 Working The Magic

Wes grinned down at me as he held onto my hand and led me into a local pub. "Just because you're leaving the party early doesn't mean your night has to go to waste. The drinking doesn't have to stop."

I shook my head at him, laughing softly. I followed him in and we took a seat in a booth.

Wes turned to look at me before he sat down. "I'll go grab us some drinks. I'm hoping you won't run away."

"It's tempting," I joked. Somehow, I was already feeling much lighter and calmer now that I was here with Wes. He made me feel...