"Are you one of the survivors Jacob rescued recently?" Draziel walked towards the drawer by his bedside and retrieved two glass cups and a bottle of expensive whisky.
Skye seem to have recovered fully as she stood up, her hands reaching for her pieces of her clothes which was everywhere. "Yes, I joined the team at 04:54,"
The noise of the liquid whisky rushing into a glass cup sounded as Draziel filled half the glass cup with whisky.
A slight melodious sound echoed from the glass, when Draziel's middle finger circled around the edges of the glass cup. He then filled the other cup half way with whisky and gave it to the lady behind him.
Skye's beautiful eyes twinkled as she grabbed the cup from Draziel, drinking it in a single gulp. Her eyelashes fluttered as she sat seductively on his bed and bit her bottom lip. "You don't have to get me drunk to sleep with me again."
"Hmm, I know." Draziel hummed as he sipped the alcohol from his glass cup.
