"I asked you a question, and I want an answer." He growled.
I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Listen, little boy, I don't know what you think happened last night, but you didn't sleep with me. Because I never give you a chance for pleasure, trust me." Ok, I was lying, I would have given him the pleasure, but he didn't need to know that.
He turned his head and stared at me narrowing his eyes.
"You drank yourself into oblivion at the club last night, and they kicked you out. I was walking outside when it happened and being the good person I am; I called a taxi 5o to make sure you got home safely. Then you proceeded to vomit all over yourself, so I had to get you to the bathroom and out of your clothes because frankly, you smelled." He raised his eyebrows.
