Chapter 307 On The Dance Floor
- *Sandra's POV*
- While Leinster scurried off like the MVP he is, brought Sly's bourbon over when we regrouped with the rest of the chaos—aka the actual wedding reception—and let me tell you, it was a full-blown rager now.
- I cozied up to Sly like we were two old souls back home on our couch, Netflix paused, the world outside irrelevant.