CHAPTER 46
“I THINK I drank too much sake,” Mack giggled as Luke helped her back into the car after dinner.
He made sure he stood behind her as her skirt rode up. Not just for his viewing pleasure, but because he didn’t want anyone getting an eyeful but him. His own throat burned—he’d been matching her shot for shot.
“It’s only too much if you pass out.”
She laughed again, and he felt the sound in his c**k as he slid into the seat beside her.
“You’re right. Maybe we should go back and get another bottle.”
“That’s not a good idea, sweetheart.”
Two Macks already floated fuzzily in front of him, although that was no hardship.
The driver lingered before closing the door behind them. Luke’s regular chauffeur was on holiday, and the car service had sent a replacement. The way the bastard
