A Satisfying Pace

The first thing Derek became aware of was an incredible headache unlike anything he'd ever felt.

Nothing had ever been able to touch Derek's robust body, so he wasn't used to this much pain.

As he named the pain splitting his head in two a ‘hangover,’ he added ‘alcohol’ to his list of weaknesses.

Next to dominate his thoughts was a sense of injustice.

It wasn't as though Derek had never drunk before. Of course, he knew how to hold his liquor to some extent.

In fact, he was pretty good at it.

The variable he hadn't accounted for was that she, who looked like she might fall over if you tapped her, was surprisingly a tremendous drinker.

She.

Yuria.

My love...