As her mind wandered, the car glided smoothly into the garage.

With efficiency, Barclay parked the vehicle, greeted by the bright glow of the garage lights. Then, he noticed Moira's rosy cheeks and the intensity in her gaze. "We've arrived," he remarked.

Moira snapped out of her reverie, glancing outside to realize they had reached their destination. "Oh, alright," she replied, swiftly unfastening her seatbelt and stepping out of the car. Yet, as her feet hit the ground, she felt a momentary dizziness. What was happening? Why did she feel a tad lightheaded?

"Leg troubling you?" Barclay inquired.

Moira had barely managed to stand upright when she awkwardly glanced at Barclay. "Not exactly, just a tad dizzy," she confessed.

It wasn't merely a touch of dizziness; a hint of warmth was also washing over her.

Moira instinctively reached up to her cheek, startled. "Am I running a fever?"

"You've been drinking," he stated flatly, not a question but a statement.

Moira pondered for a moment. "No, I only had orange juice with Cynthia when we went upstairs, and later, I had a glass of fruit juice while waiting for you." She hadn't touched any alcohol. Didn't he understand her well enough?

She wouldn't dare drink alcohol.

"That was fruit-infused wine!"

Moira looked at him in surprise. "Really?"

"Yes."

going to

the consequences if she were to get tipsy and make a spectacle of

those words spoken, Moira swiftly

made a soft sound of amusement

removed her makeup, showered, and

to drift off despite her efforts. It wasn't merely warmth she felt. There was an

her beloved romance novels, where heroines were often drugged. But Moira wasn't in that dire situation. She felt restless, unable to drift

not unbearable. Just a

couldn't resist the urge to get up

she spotted Barclay pouring himself a glass

posture and focused his

water and downing it in one

caught Barclay's

the living room filled only with the quiet rhythm

the quiet.

tolerance wasn't the highest, but surely it wasn't

"Not particularly."

cheek thoughtfully. "I don't believe my tolerance

at him,

it be possible that something else bet mixed

completely out

she suddenly feel drawn to kissing

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