Alpha Ivan’s POV
I watch as she shuffles back towards the table with a mischievous grin etched across her face.
In her hands she holds two extremely bright cocktails, complete with sparkly straws and little colourful umbrellas.
She places them down on the table and I stare at them for a moment before raising an eyebrow in her direction.
“I ain’t drinking that in public.” I snort, tossing a shot of tequila back as she drops down into the seat beside me.
“Hey, listen! I bought this for you, so you will drink it!!” she protests, sliding the luminous pink concoction closer to me.
“So you f*****g should have. It’s the first round of drinks you have bought all night.” I shoot back, as she rolls her eyes.
I watch as she lifts the straw from her drink, sucking on the end of it gently
