{ "Kiss me! On my lips…" }
Lanny's enticing command resounded in Enzo's ears. His gaze reflexively fell on her red kissable lips.
At that certain moment, he had the urge to kiss her. Was it because of the influence of alcohol?
If he were sober, would he think of kissing her?
"Choose now, Enzo… Tequila or me? Which do you prefer?" Lanny kept teasing him.
She presumed that Enzo would say no so she prepared the tequila, pouring it into the glass. She raised it and waved the tequila glass in front of him.
"Which is which, Enzo? Are you up for another five shots?" Lanny rose from her seat and transferred next to him.
"Don't worry. I'll take you home even if you get drunk."
Another soft giggle escaped Lanny's lips. Between the two of them, Enzo was the one who drank so many punishment drinks.
