Chapter 122 - Part 2

Schuyler's P. O. V.

I looked up only to see a handsome man beside me. His eyes were so dark that it made me shiver in fear, but I still ended up smiling at him like a teenager girl, admiring a handsome schoolmate from afar.

“I think I know you from somewhere.” I giggled before drinking my alcohol again. “You're very handsome, sir.” I let the table to carry my weight while admiring his side view as she drink too. “Is that a scotch?” His eyebrow shot up before he glanced at me. I stretched my arm, asking him to hand me the glass. “Can I taste it?”

He glanced at my hand and to his glass before he handed it to me. I know that it's not right to drink on someone's glass, but I can't help tasting it. And after I did so, I instantly regret it as I could feel it traveling to my lung like a shot of thunder.

I was left looking dumbfounded at him. It was a scotch like the one I have tasted before, this drink is different. So different that it made feel so hot and my stomach felt like in need of s