I jolted awake when I heard a noise, using the back of my hand to wipe the drool off my mouth.
I clutched my glasses and wore them, my breathing fastened when I caught a shadow movement, along with slow footsteps, so faint that I thought maybe my drunken state was starting to make me hear things.
What did I drink?
I grabbed the bottle to check, just to be safe, but the sudden smell of familiar expensive cologne dulled my senses.
Ares.
A discharge of numerous emotions swamped me, but I couldn't find it in me to bring anyone forward, so I just sat there numbly as he emerged from the dark.
Ares gripped onto the wall as if for balance, loosening his tie hastily with clenched teeth.
He still hasn't caught sight of me.
Ares pushed off the wall, walking as if counting his steps. It wasn't until he rested his hand on the table that he saw the food.
