It's fine. She's drunk. She needs the balance. Nothing is wrong with this. I am not going to get hard over something this ridiculous. I'm a man for f***k's sake, not a teenager.
"I'm a huge fan of yours," Jayde whispered loudly and giggled.
"Fan?" Saylor asked with her face scrunched up.
"Your books," Jayde replied. "I love them. All of them. You're literally my favorite author."
Saylor continued to give Jayde that confused look. I didn't understand it, but the two of them are pretty wasted right now. It didn't take much for Jayde either. She'd only had two drinks so far.
"But how did-"
"They taught me a lot too," Jayde cut Saylor off.
Taught her a lot? I thought Saylor wrote fantasy stuff or something?
"I write romance," Saylor slurred, clearly getting more confused.
"Yeah, the
