Jarvis’s POV
I knew it was gutsy for me, but I couldn’t help it. I guess it was, as people say, alcohol that amplifies confidence, and it just did mine as I jammed my mouth with Elsa’s.
I noticed how her countenance lightened up in surprise. She almost fell, but I held her back to steady her. But sadly, she didn’t seem to share my affection as she didn’t kiss me back.
“I am sorry.”
I said as I drew back from her, I was drunk, but not enough to lose all my sense of reasoning. I should have sought her permission, she must have been overwhelmed by my sudden attack on her. I didn’t know how to handle the situation. She kept staring blankly at me. I couldn’t read the expression on her face.
“I am sorry,” I said again, but she was quiet.
I couldn’t read her well enough. I was too drunk to
