Chapter 72

Gideon had an arm wrapped around my waist as he guided me toward the bar. With a simple gesture of his hand, the bartender mixed a drink and slid it over to me. I took a sip and frowned. "This is orange juice," I complained.

Gideon grinned in amusement. "There’s a hint of alcohol in there. I’m not about to let you get wasted in my bar, Brynn."

"Why not?" I said with a pout. "I want something str