Champagne Confessions

Kastor

I clink my glass to Maeve’s taking a slow sip of the champagne while we sit on the couch together, looking out over the city. I’m not sure I’ve ever felt this relaxed in my life. It’s not just having come incredibly hard. I’m sure that helps, but it’s more than that. It’s the woman beside me. It’s being here with her. I know this room was ridiculously expensive, but to have this time, to be