Grave threw her head back and laughed, "I have heard about such a thing for the first time. Are you sure you were not under any kind of influence?"
Miguel began to reply, but then held back, thinking of something before he gave her a small shake of his head with a smirk. "You know what, I can't actually say that for sure."
Grace gasped silently. "Miguel!"
He chuckled. "I was in college, but my brother ran away from the eagle eye of my mother. It's safe to say we had a bit of everything."
"Wow," she whispered in Astonishment. She could not say that for herself. Even though she was invited to parties in her college, most of the time, it was Christian who kept her away from all of those things. Apart from one drink in one night, there was no other alcoholic item she could consume.
"Were you a goody-two shoes, Grace?"
