"Suit yourself."
His voice deep, he turned and walked away.
"Ryan Gregory!"
She called out to him in a rush, but he showed no sign of stopping.
Sofia Hamilton pursed her lips sullenly; did he really think she loved drinking so much?
Could he really not see what was in her heart at all?
Her plan had fallen through, and she felt at a loss, angrily reaching for the bottle to pour herself a drink.
But...
Her wrist was suddenly grasped.
Sofia Hamilton looked up in surprise to find Ryan Gregory standing beside her.
He frowned, snatched the bottle from her hand, and asked in a deep voice, "This kind of liquor has a strong kick; it's not suitable for you."
Then, taking the bottle with the lowest alcohol content from the shelf, he handed it to her and, under her astonished gaze, sat down on the couch and picked up a wine glass.
Was he agreeing to drink with her?
Sofia Hamilton stared at him blankly...
Until he looked up and asked, "Still drinking or not?"
