Chapter 89

“Henry..” I say in awe and he chuckles.

“Here’s your drink, boo.” The bartender calls for my attention and I receive the drink from her.

“What is this?” I ask her as I hold the glass of liquor in my hand. It is cold to the touch.

“Stop asking questions and drink up,” Henry suggests and I ignore him. Those four shots of tequila would soon be kicking in, I’m sure of that.

“Drink it and find out.” The bartender says with a smirk. She watches as I bring the glass to my lips, tentatively sipping some of the content from it.

I feel heat rise in my mouth and throat as I swallow it and the bartender chuckles at my facial expression.

It is not that bad, it has a sweetness but the alcohol content seems high.

“Do you like it?” The bartender asks me.

I take another sip before replying to her. I’m starting to enjoy the slight burn when the drink goes down my throat.

“It’s not bad,” I say and she smiles proudly.

“Yeah, figured you’d like it. Yo