“Another, to the brim,” said Sophia nonchalantly as she brought the wine glass to Arthur, who was instantly amused. His gaze was fathomless yet crystal-clear under the lights, looking exceptionally charming.
“Are you sure you know how to drink wine?” Despite doubting, he still poured her half a glass of sweet wine.
Sophia didn’t want to stand on ceremony with him anymore. He would be someone else’s husband after the next sunrise; she couldn’t order him around anymore after that.
“C’mon, fill it up to the brim. Don’t be so stingy.” She propped her chin up, looking all ‘I don’t get drunk easily.
At that, Arthur topped it up, and as the liquid was coming up to the top, he asked with worry, “Are you sure you really want to drink this way?”
“Ye-ap!” Sophia enunciated with a nod, took the wine glass from him, then chugged the entire glass of wine down again. This sure is good wine.
Meanwhile, Arthur took a graceful sip, his gaze latched onto her this whole time. Her soft long hair sat neatly on her shoulders, surrounding her stunning, fair face.
Arthur fell into a momentary trance, thinking, The way this girl drinks sure looks fine.
Sophia burped after chugging the entire glass of wine only to notice she was still sober, and she couldn’t help asking, “What’s the abv on this wine?”
“Eight percent.”
The answer led her to be frustrated. She wouldn’t get drunk even if she downed the entire bottle!
“Don’t you have anything stronger in here?” she asked. “I want whiskey.” Arthur had only brought her here because he wanted to spend a bit more time with her. But who’d have thought she was now demanding liquor?!
“That’s too strong. It’s not the type for ladies.”
“Well, I want it. With that, she searched the racks and found one with an abe of 48% in no time.
After taking it out, she popped the cap open, then searched for a whiskey glass but to no avail. Thus, she just chugged straight from the bottle.
Startled by the lady, Arthur dashed toward her and snatched the bottle of whiskey from her. “What, are you crazy?!”
Sophia was doing fine until he snatched the bottle from her, causing her to choke and reflexively lean against the table, coughing violently. The next second, she felt a warm, large palm gently patting her back.
Tears instantly streamed down her cheeks, and she turned around to throw herself into his arms. Her actions stumped Arthur for a split second before he wrapped his arms around her and looked down at her.
Her tears had dampened his shirt, but she couldn’t care less. She continued embracing him, wanting to behave
presumptuously one last time, for she wouldn’t be able to anymore after his marriage the following morning.
Meanwhile, Arthur stood motionless like a tree with his brows locked into a deep furrow, letting the young in his arms cry and hug him as she pleased.
Suddenly, Sophia looked up, wrapped her arms around his neck, and stood on tiptoes. She wanted to kiss him, but he towered over her. She wouldn’t be able to touch his lips if he didn’t lower his head.
She had acted on impulse, after all. Seeing that he wouldn’t lower his head, she began crying aggrievedly. But just as she was about to give up, Arthur lifted his arms around the waist while lowering his head, bringing their faces close together. They were so close their breaths interweaved, and the moment their eyes locked onto each other, time stopped.
He was giving her the chance to do what she had yearned for.
At that, Sophia held her breath, cupped his cheeks, and pressed her slightly
trembling lips to his.
Arthur closed his eyes and tightened his arms around her waist. He realized he liked her scent, and her kiss awakened a feeling within him, causing him to reflexively respond to her for a moment.
Just like that, Sophia was pinned against the wine rack, and their raw emotions laid bare…
Perhaps the alcohol had taken effect as well, as the kiss was like a ball of enveloping fire, blazing yet inviting.
Finally, Arthur released her, and Sophia also realized what they had just done. With that, she held her forehead while her mind went blank for a few solid seconds.
Arthur, on the other hand, had grabbed the opened bottle of whiskey and chugged it straight from the bottle, wanting to use the icy liquid to put out his burning desire.
