~Lynlee~
I dropped my keys on the counter with the skates and jersey and went to the cabinet. I pulled down a bottle and glass. With robotic motions, I poured myself a too-big glass of wine and took a long, slow drink from it.
Closing my eyes, I breathed deeply, trying to organize my thoughts and feelings. Alexander had at least snapped me out of my immediate spiral. Now, I just had to pick up all the pieces and put myself back together. I had to find a way to move on from Sebastian Kingsley.
Mr. Muffins jumped up on the counter, settling his furry haunches next to the wine bottle. “You could be a sweet kitty tonight instead of a pompous one,” I grumbled, taking another long drink. He licked his lips and blinked at me. “You haven’t even met the guy. You’d hate him. He wouldn’t pet you
