Chapter 42

• Jadon completely missed his mouth, the alcohol pouring onto his bare chest. For a second, his brain had a hard time comprehending what had happened and the new sensations on his skin.
• Then it clicked and Jadon pulled the glass away from him and squinted at it. The glass was empty and none of the last contents had ended up in his mouth. Damn, it was official. He was drunk.
• Actually, scratch that. Jadon knew he was beyond drunk and well on his way to passing out on his couch. God, how he wished it would happen already. Jadon was ready to just shut down and not think about anything. But it seemed he needed a few more gulps of alcohol to help him get there.