Chapter 41 ANOTHER PARTY

CHLOE's POV

Once we had returned to our seat at the table, Easton fell silent. He kept taking sips of his wine while casting sidelong glances in my direction at regular intervals. I was quiet as well because I have no idea what to say in this situation.

I heaved a deep sigh as I downed a sip of the alcoholic beverage that had been brought to the table in front of me. My throat was on fire from the liquid, and the flavor was so foreign that it made me cringe. I thought it was the same bottle of wine I had been drinking earlier.

‘‘Hey, dude!’’ We were abruptly startled by a voice coming from behind us, which caused me and Easton to whirl around.