Nicole’s hand shot out to grab his arm and she looked at him with misty eyes.
“Kiss, kiss.”
Thereafter, she leaned in and puckered her lips to offer him a kiss.
Her soft and rosy lips were so close to his.
Evan’s heart skipped a beat as his gaze zeroed in on her lips. This woman is teasing me again.
She’s drunk now and doesn’t know what she’s doing. If I really go along with her, will she bite my head off when she sobers up?
Evan could not help but recall how incensed Nicole looked when she held him accountable for his actions back then.
World War III would no doubt break out between them. And since neither one of them would be willing to retreat, it would be a never-ending battle.
He shuddered involuntarily at that thought. Thus, he decided to adhere to the code of chivalry and refrain from taking advantage of a drunken woman, allowing Nicole to sleep peacefully.
Despite his noble decision, Nicole unabashedly cupped both of his cheeks and leaned forward.
Evan frowned as he watched her lips inching closer, and his heart pounded vigorously against his ribcage.
Two seconds later.
Retching sounds echoed through the room.
The kiss he had fantasized about was utterly ruined, and instead, he was covered in vomit.
Evan’s usually arrogant face instantly darkened and the temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees.
“Nicole Lane!”
He gritted his teeth and got up to quickly take off his coat.
Nicole raised her head to look at him with a faint smile. Suddenly, she lowered her head to throw up again.
Looking at the scene before him, Evan felt a headache brewing behind his eyes.
This woman’s drunken antics are seriously on a whole different level!
Evan went to the bathroom to clean himself up, then hauled Nicole to the shower to wash off the vomit stains on her clothes.
Nicole was very uncooperative in her intoxicated state. She thrashed and flailed her arms in the air as if she were a drowning cat, getting water all over Evan in the process.
“Stop moving!”
“You… What are you shouting for, you jerk!” She snapped back and pinched Evan hard.
Evan’s face turned extremely gloomy. He had to suppress the anger coursing through his veins to successfully help her change into her pajamas and haul her back into the bedroom.
Then, he flung her onto the bed.
Whenever this crazy woman drinks, even if it’s only a single drop of alcohol, I’ll have to get as far away from her as possible.
He was beside himself with rage tonight!
The next day.
The sunlight illuminated the soft white sheets on the large bed and caused Nicole’s fair and rosy cheeks to take on an ethereal glow.
Her long and thick lashes quivered slightly as she slowly opened her sleepy eyes.
The headache that was the result of a hangover made her extremely uncomfortable. She got up into a sitting position and massaged her temples with her fingers.
“You’re awake?” A rich voice came from the bedroom door all of a sudden, scaring the daylights out of her.
She looked towards the door. When she saw it was Evan, shock was written across her features.
“Why… Why are you here?”
“Have you forgotten? You were the one who asked me to send you home.”
Nicole was slightly stunned. Fragments of what happened last night emerged in her mind.
Her complexion grew paler by the second.
“Have you remembered something?”
The moment Evan asked this question, Nicole snapped her head up to look at him with mild embarrassment. “Last night, I… I didn’t do something as absurd as hugging you, did I?”
Evan solemnly nodded his head. “You did.”
Ugh…
How embarrassing!
“I… I…”
She could not tell if the scene playing in her mind, the one where she latched onto his arm and inched forward to kiss him, was real or just a dream.
She looked at him awkwardly and wore a smile that looked more like an ugly grimace as she asked, “I… I didn’t try to… kiss anybody, did I?”
“You did.”
Evan pinned her with his eyes and confirmed her worst nightmare in a deep and resolute tone.
Nicole clamped her lips shut as her face turned a crimson red.
This is so embarrassing! How am I going to live this down?
“Did… anything else happen?”
Right after Nicole asked this, she looked down at the pajamas she was wearing, then at the newly changed sheets. Suddenly, her heart dropped to her stomach.
Oh God. Could something intense have happened?
She nervously peeked at Evan. “Did you help me out of my clothes?”
Evan nodded.
“And you… changed the sheets too?”
Evan nodded again.
“You… You b*stard! What did you do to me?”
Evan’s face instantly clouded over with anger.
“I think you should dig through that brain of yours and recall,” he paused before growling out, “what you did to me!”
