Chapter 63. Drunk

Chris’s POV

“What are you drinking tonight?” The fiery redhead asks as I watch my mate storm to the back of the bar.

I let out a little sigh. “I’m not much of a drinker,” I admit. “What do you recommend?”

“That depends,” the redhead smiles at me. “Are you looking to forget that she’s your mate? Or do you just need some liquid courage?”

“There is no forgetting that she is my mate,” I sigh. “So I guess I am looking for the courage to drag her out of here and take her to my apartment.”

The redhead laughs loudly in my direction. “I can’t let you drag her out of here. Not unless she wants to be.”

“Then I guess I need the courage to sit in this place all night and wait for her,” I laugh.

“My name is Lynne,” she tells me as she places a pink drink in front of me.

I take a sniff of the liquid in the drink and it smells oddly familiar. “What’s in this?”

“Grey Goose and Red Bull,” she says with a shrug of her shoulders. “I thought I