"Still! We need to reduce how often we meet. We'll probably have to destroy your phone line and fix it again!" Vazer sighed, a soft smile on his face as he focused his gaze on Cain, whose eyes were fixed more on the wine bottle he was pouring for himself. Picking another cup, Cain poured water into it, sliding it over to Vazer, who chuckled out loud as he fixed his gaze on it.
"It's not like you can taste anything!" Cain said seriously, even as Vazer looked even more amused. He nodded his head and grabbed a bottle of wine, which he slowly poured into his glass, lifting it to drink simply to get a rise out of Cain — which he did.
"Hmmmm! Delicious!" Vazer's smile widened as he met Cain's stormy gaze, which looked like he would like nothing more than to toss the glass out of his hands. Cain also took a huge gulp from his own glass.
