She froze still in shock as his lips moved ever so slowly against hers, the intensity increasing. Myra found herself gasping, his lips tasted of alcohol.
Myra pushed him back instantly, he fell back on the couch.
She moved nearer in panic, worried that she'd pushed him too hard. "Sir. Are you okay?" She looked into his eyes.
"Myra... You look so funny." He drawled drunkenly.
She sighed as she pulled back, touching her lips, her mind went to the kiss they just shared.
It was a silly mistake. Kevin was not in his right mind.
She shouldn't think too much about it.
"Myra…" He called weakly.
"Sir? No worries. It's time for us to leave."
"No." He snapped, sitting up straight. "I want to stay here a bit longer. Let's have a few more drinks." Kevin slurred, picking up a bottle of alcohol.
Myra checked her phone. 8:45 pm.
She had to leave soon if she didn't want to get stranded in traffic.
