Chapter 7

Zea's POV

I thoughtfully watched Miles finish mixing the cocktail and garnish it with a few mint leaves.

"What's so special about this Phoenix?" I asked after a while. Miles stared at me in shock for a moment, then he turned his head away and dried his hands on a tea towel.

"Listen, I don't even know your name, so-" he placed the cocktail on the counter in front of me "will you drink your drink and tell me something about yourself. Then we can fill in your shameful gap in your knowledge," he smiled slightly, pointed to the drink and started wiping down the counter with a damp rag.

I watched him indecisively for a few seconds but then took the cool glass and took the first sip of the cocktail. As the sweet taste of passion fruit and pineapple spread across my tongue, I turned my head to the side and absently watched the thinned-out crowd.

It felt like I had been inspecting the room for hours and still not taking in a single piece of info