Lucas' face was still flushed from the alcohol. "What did you think would happen between us?" He paused and glanced at Ivy. "Where's Caspian?"

"He's probably sleeping in your office. Your face is quite red. Do you want to go home and rest?" Ivy asked.

"I'm not drunk," Lucas retorted.

"I can drive you home, you know! I drove Caspian's car today, and I realized I'm not too bad at driving." Ivy followed behind him as he walked on. "Where's Ms. Feake? Did you drop her off at the hotel?" she as