Violet picked through their drink options, wrinkling her nose at the rum. “Do you have any preferences here? I’m not a rum drinker myself.” “Nope. Haven’t played it. But I know the one you mean. I know how it works. And no, I have no preference. I’ll drink anything you don’t want.” It was almost two in the morning though Violet didn’t feel tired in the least. Their little adventure outside and on their way back up had both sobered and awakened her. She was charged now and looking forward to enjoying more time with Jonah. Especially now that they were back in the room where they could enjoy each other in private. They sat facing one another on the bed, the small mountain of miniature liquor bottles piled between them. They were each clad in a hotel robe with nothing beneath. Violet was comfortable with him. Entirely at ease. “Want to go first? Remember, you have to drink if you’ve done it. ” Violet tossed a bottle at him at random, claiming a whiskey for herself.
