"With or without the spiked drinks, I will always have this feeling in me to devour you in bed."
Kendra's POV
I was already dozing off under the quilt when I heard a splashing sound coming from the bathroom.
Not only that but I also heard some grunts and groans which came from none other than Johann.
"Urgh, damn it! Stupid drink!"
I was still half awake so I didn't totally mind it. But a few minutes later, his groaning resounded.
"Oh, hot, it's fucking hot."
I questioned myself, "Hot? How's that possible?" The last time I checked the temperature was less than 20 degrees Celsius so it can't be considered hot.
Yet I heard him say again, "Stupid drink! Fuck this!" with annoyance in his voice. I backtracked and realized he is probably intoxicated with those.
I was planning to ignore him all along but I heard him call my name.
"K-Kendra," he muttered and I could sense the difficulty in his voice.
"Yes? What is it?"