Khalida nods with a small sigh. “I suppose you could come. As long as you don’t drink anything. Come on.” She leads him downstairs to the cellar, staying by his side.

Asa smiles and runs a hand through his hair when she tastes the alcohol on his lips, and she kisses him roughly. 

John chuckles and raises his hands. “Hey now, I don’t want any trouble. Just seeing if your good enough for this little lady,” he winks at Sorcha, making her blush.