Chapter 155. Meeting the Parents

Rufus’s POV

“Now I remember why I don’t drink so much anymore,” I groaned, my fingertips rubbing my temples as the pounding pain seared my head. “I’m far too old to get away with this now.”

Freya laughed, and I recognized the mock in her tone. She was still young, and I bet the alcohol has not affected her at all. Not as badly as it had with me, anyway.

“I feel fine,” Freya said, and I watched her stifle a cheeky yawn. “But if you want I can tuck you into bed, old man.”

I chuckled, Freya was acting so cheeky, and I enjoyed that side of her. “You know if I get into bed you’re getting right in with me.”

Leaning forward, I wrapped my arms around Freya’s waist and pulled her into me. My lips met hers, so gentle and soft on her own sweet mouth.

“We best get upstairs then,” Freya said as her eyes sparkled with excitement as I watched her chew her lips in anticipation of what would happen next.

My hands began to eagerly wander, my fingers tr