Did Ulma just… Kissed me?
But her grip on me loosened when she sensed my anger.
She winked at me, satisfied, as I pushed her away.
She did it on purpose!
Anger, shock, and… Was that excitement I felt?
I had to admit though. She was a good kisser. Even as good as someone like James. If I swing that way, she would’ve made me swoon.
Saoirse stood up and made her way to our table before I could even react.
What’s she up to?
She splashed the content of her glass onto Ulma’s face, “Sir, you disgust me. That was highly inappropriate.”
“Come with me, miss.” Her face was so sincere as she tugged at one of my arms, “You’re drunk. I’ll send you home.”
Ulma, Johnson, and I were speechless.
Home? Whose home are we talking about? Yours or mine?
Sao
