He didn't leave his seat but he watched Vivienne down the rest of the drinks. She slid down the barstool, almost falling off it, and in the course of her near fall, he jerked, ready to catch her. But she seemed to be fine.
He had to admit that she looked beautiful and sexy tonight but he wasn't going to tell her that. They hated each other and that was it.
The party was in full swing. People were dancing and a few others were passing drinks in bottles while laughing. Almost everyone at this party was drunk.
For him, he was tipsy. But he has been in this situation lots of times so he knew how to control himself. He wasn't a heavy drinker and he hardly got drunk.
Sighing, he slid down the barstool and followed Vivienne. She wasn't even joining people to dance or play games. Her destination was the female restroom.
