#Chapter 227: Keeping Secrets

Audrey I wasn’t alone for long before Edwin returned to the courtyard, his arms laden with plates full of fragrant hors d’oeuvres and glasses of bubbly champagne… and then some. “Are those… shot glasses?” I asked with an amused chuckle as he set the horde of food and drinks down on the stone bench beside me. My mate smirked and held one of the tiny glasses filled with clear liquid out to me. “I figured you might want a little liquid courage,” he said. I shook my head, but couldn’t help but laugh as I took the glass. We clinked them together and downed the shots in one go—vodka, I quickly realized as it burned a hot path down my throat. I grimaced and shuddered as I swallowed, scrunching my eyes shut. “I hate vodka,” I groaned, resisting the urge to gag. “You’re not supposed to like it.” Edwin grinned as he grabbed another and poured it down the hatch, somehow keeping a relatively straight face as he did. “It’s just supposed to get you drunk.” S