Chapter 72: Game gone wrong, II

“I gathered a couple of things today.” Mark poured himself a glass of whisky and another for Allison, who was sitting before him. He had made himself the barman, which is why she remained his guest, waiting to be attended to. “Pardon my weak ass.” He passed her the mug. “I’m not just a good barman, so don’t expect anything other than me pouring you a glass of whisky and talking my piece in your ears till night falls.” Allison smiled and pulled the cup to her lips. She is not good with whisky or any drink that makes her body hot. She prefers wine, but Mark wants whisky. She sipped a bit and dropped the mug. “You know, whisky, brandy, and all those sorts of hot drinks are not what you barge into and conquer in just a single day.” He sipped from his mug but didn’t drop it like Allison, who dropped hers. “You said you gathered a couple of things today.” Allison raised her brows. “What are they?” Mark paused and rolled his eyes like a grandmother battling memory loss. Then he snapped