“You can drink more tonight.”

Zachary loved to look at her when she was tipsy. Charlotte looked exceptionally charming with her rosy cheeks and sparkling, watery eyes.

“I can’t.” Charlotte touched her burning face. “I have really poor alcohol tolerance and I tend to behave differently when I’m drunk. I get drunk quite quickly and will act funny and mutter non-stop…”

“Yeah, I’ve seen that before!”

Zachary recalled her being drunk previously. She was passionate and proactive, and he could not resist her as she clung to him like a burning flame.

His Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat, there was growing desire in his deep and impenetrable eyes…

“What...