Gideon suddenly sat up, both hands clutching his head as he roughly ran his fingers through his messy blond hair.
The memories from last night were slowly returning one by one no matter how much he wanted to stop them, replaying inside his head with painful clarity until his expression twisted in disbelief.
"No way…" he groaned before loudly adding, "Alcohol is actually dangerous."
The movement beside him immediately shifted. Jade stirred under the blanket, letting out a sleepy groan as her eyes slowly opened.
The moment she saw him awake and panicking beside her, she frowned lazily and tightened her arms around his waist instead of letting go.
"Come on," she muttered, her voice still thick with sleep. "Let me sleep for another three hours."
Then, without even opening her eyes properly, she added, "Also, I think spring would be nice for a wedding."
Gideon immediately turned toward her. "Wedding?! What wedding?"
