Javian came out of the head and slipped on the bed with me. He rolled on his side to face me. The glow from the light twinkled in his blue eyes.
He brushed the loose strands of hair from my face. "Are you drunk?"
We went on a drinking contest after the mixology game. However, I stopped once the world appeared different. I got drink once and vowed never to drink too much ever again.
"No," I hummed when his fingers caressed my cheek. "Are you?"
He drank far more than me. He and Kevin were too far gone in their competitive streak that they carried on when everyone else stopped.
"No, but I feel tipsy." The minty scent of toothpaste fanned my face. "I want to kiss you."
I licked my lips. "We might regret it tomorrow."
I wasn't drunk but I was not a hundred percent sober either. Javian wa
