Arsh slowly moved back from Noor glaring at Ivan to control Arna and shut Rooney's mouth. He was inarticulate when Noor moved closer to him.
He blurted out trying to make her sit back, "Noor, you are drunk. Let me show the room to sleep."
He had forgotten, drunken people will never agree they are drunk. "I am not drunk." Noor bleated.
Ivan drowned the sound of his laughter watching them as he pulled Arna and covered her lips smacking Rooney to stop.
Noor's hands reached Arsh's face. Her forefingers pressed at the corners of his lips and lifted them.
Arsh: "..."
Noor turned to Arna and innocently answered the question Arna asked, "I like his smile."
Rooney, Arna, and Ivan: "..."
Arsh involuntarily smiled at her words. Noor gasped, sitting back as she pointed at him for the other three, "Look, look…"
Arsh: "..."
He bit his lips, controlling his smile completely. He couldn't believe he smiled at her smallest compliment.
