The twins left snacks on the table. Nuts, berries, and wine. Complementary drinks for the honeymooners.
Shannon paused for a while. He carried Tristan onto the chair next to the table to grab snacks. They drank real wine, not watered wine.
The first gulp went to Tristan's head. His first time to sample a drink with a punch. His cheeks were starting to turn pink. Shannon was amused with his reaction.
His mate had a lot of firsts that they were unraveling together.
Tristan offered a ripe berry in his lips for Shannon to bite. It was sweet followed by a kiss.
After the snacks, they washed the sweets off their mouths and decided to freshen up.
The adjoining bath of the Tower Suite was nothing like the cottages or cabins they had stayed in before. This was a true luxury—a bath made for comfort, not survival.
