THEO
Keira’s clothing was spread all over the floor. I could tell she stripped off while going to the bathroom. She wobbly walked, and I didn’t know if I should leave the room or help her climb back to her bed.
But when she fell down the floor again, I lost it.
I helped her to get up.
Keira looked at me and chuckled.
“Oh, I know you…” She laughed while getting back to her feet. “Looking good Mr. Cowell. You look perfectly fine.”
“And you’re perfectly drunk.” I answered.
I tried to walk her back to her bed, but she clung both of her soft and smooth arms in my nape. Her long slender fingers traced the edge of my face. I started to breathe ruggedly. I knew she was drunk and had no intention of flirting or seducing me, but my body reacted to her touching.
‘Damn!’
God only knew how har
