[color=#b97703]“I can promise you that I’ll never subject you to that poison again,”[/color] Caspian laughed when Iris brought up the vodka they’d had at Miles’ place. [color=#b97703]“This wine can’t be more than thirty proof, and I’m pretty sure it’s not even that strong.”[/color] He liked to drink and party with his friends, so he had at least a partial tolerance to strong liquor, but even he’d thought that bottle of vodka that Miles’ parents had brought home from their trip was ridiculously potent. It had burned his throat going down and tasted like rubbing alcohol. If he was going to get drunk, he preferred to at least somewhat enjoy the taste of the liquor he’d chosen to drink. Anything over eighty proof was just torturous.

Once she’d added her empty plate to the cart, he wheeled it back to the front door and carefully pushed it out into the hallway, angling his body behind the panel to stay mostly out of sight in case anyone was in the corridor. Usually there were housekeeping teams that would come into the suites to clean up any messes, but he’d given the resort instructions to leave their room untouched until after he checked out. The less people knew he was staying there, the better, so he didn’t want to stumble into a maid who had stopped in the tidy up the living room in the morning. Plus, he needed to keep it a secret that Iris was with him, since she was still wanted.

With the cart removed from the suite, he ambled back over to the table just as Iris got up from her seat. A smile played on his lip, and he laced his fingers with hers, following her over to the sofa. It was obvious to him that she was feeling much more relaxed and free to be herself while it was just the two of them. When they’d been on the run and when she’d been staying with his friend, her smiles had mostly seemed forced or fake. Now, every time she lit up, he was elated to see that she looked genuinely happy. He only hoped the positive change to her mood would be long-lasting, even after they had to leave the Sunset Veil.

[color=#b97703]“My attention is all yours as long as we’re here,”[/color] he told her sincerely, sitting down next to her on the couch. When they were off their feet, he let go of her hand to wrap his arm around her waist, tucking her against his side. [color=#b97703]“Well, I know what I [i]want[/i] to do, but I have a feeling we’ll just get interrupted again,”[/color] he said playfully, pressing a kiss to her cheek. [color=#b97703]“And it was okay to let our dinner go cold, but molten chocolate cakes taste the best when they’re still hot. As gorgeous as you look in that dress—and out of it—I’ll be damned if I don’t eat my piece as soon as it’s delivered to our door.”[/color]

Leaning forward, Cas scooped the TV remote off the coffee table and then sank into the plush backrest as he turned the flat screen on. [color=#b97703]“Do you want to watch anything?”[/color] he asked. [color=#b97703]“We’ve got pretty much any movie on demand here as long as it isn’t still in the theater.”[/color] He doubted they would make it through an entire two-hour show, but they hadn’t seen a movie together in so long that he thought it could be fun for them to put something on even if it would just turn into background noise after they finished their desserts.