Dave's POV
For a few seconds, I was close to her effortless beauty. She was drunk so her cheeks were red, her amber eyes were dilated but still beautiful. Her pink lips parted as she tried to speak. I didn't get what she was saying as her words came out slurred and incoherent.
“You are really drunk, baby. You need to go home.” I said to her but I was sure she wasn't listening. She was too drunk to. She probably wouldn't remember me being here with her.
Just then, Kyle approached the table with a disappointed look on his face as he looked at Diane. “ What are you doing with drugs? Since when did you start doing drugs?” When Kyle asked, my attention was immediately drawn to Diane's hand.
She really had a few pills in her purse beside her and some whitish powder. What was Cassidy doin
