Crash for Me (The Blankenships book 7)
“It wasn’t working very well. It was as if the whiskey had hit her like a wrecking ball, knocking her back a dozen steps. She was glad she was sitting. “Where did you get this again?”
Alex gave her a wide grin. “It’s from the Scotch Malt Society,” he said, slurring just a little on the syllables. “They have a big thing about only bottling from this one cask that they’ve chosen, all carefully. There are judges.” He peered back at her, gesturing with the glass of amber liquid. “The man at the store explained it all very carefully. I’m sure there were judges.”
Leo stared at the dark liquid with an equally closed off expression. “Whiskey,” he said. His accent was a bit thicker than Zoey had heard before, and a giggle bubbled up within her. “Should have gotten vodka.”
Alex actually rolled his eyes. “You should be more stereotypical, Leo. Seriously, I would like you to try.”
Leo gave another considering look at the drink—then tossed it back while Alex howled in protest.
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