BRITTANY'S POV
I was in shock for several minutes. The man let me go as soon as Diego's words sank in.
I saw the fear that flashed through his eyes for several seconds as he moved away from me and threw his hands in the air in surrender.
“We're good here. I'm sorry…I had no idea.” He said. I arched my brows in confusion.
His voice sounded very clear now. Wasn't he drunk?
“What the hell? Is he pretending to be drunk or…” I mumbled to myself, trailing off as it sounded weird.
“Yeah, he actually does.” Diego said behind me. I was startled for a few seconds as I realized he was still behind me.
I blinked as I turned to stare at me. What did he mean?
“He pretends to be drunk a lot. He does it to get women's attention. He gets handsy and he'll end up blaming it on the alcohol.” Diego sai
