July Quinn’s slightly tipsy eyes seed to light up at that mont.
"Honey, what are you doing here?"
But Kyle Keaton only glanced at her briefly before saying to the bartender, "A glass of whiskey."
However, his disregard didn’t seem to affect July Quinn’s mood.
You see, she quickly wrapped herself around Kyle Keaton’s long arm, nestling her perfect face on his shoulder.
"Missing ? Honestly, I’m the sa—without you, this place feels empty."
July Quinn pointed to her chest, slightly drunk.
Kyle Keaton furrowed his brow and pried her hands off him: "Stop pawing !"
He wasn’t there specifically for July Quinn.
He was at the bar to discuss business, but then he saw July Quinn there alone.
The key issue was her beautiful face, completely exposed, tempting the other n in the bar.
His instincts told him that if he didn’t step in, this woman would soon be in danger.
So he went over anyway.
No matter how unwilling he was to get involved with this woman who calls him "husband," his body acted against his better judgnt and brought him to her side.
But his action of removing July Quinn’s hand seed to upset her.
"Why the pretense? You didn’t pretend when you wanted before."
July Quinn once again leaned towards the man, tracing circles on Kyle Keaton’s chest with her finger.
But before she could disrupt him for long, Kyle Keaton caught her finger and said, "Keep it up, and I’ll stop being polite."
After warning her, Kyle Keaton added: "Get lost, this isn’t the place for soone like you."
How many hungry wolves were eyeing her?
But July Quinn couldn’t understand the subtext in Kyle Keaton’s words and felt that after all the things she’d been through, eting him again had brought only cold sarcasm instead of tender feelings.
Her heart suddenly felt cold.
"If you can’t stand , then you leave!" She withdrew her finger and downed another shot of spirits.
Kyle Keaton watched her knocking back drinks one after another, feeling a burning anxiety in so part of him.
"What will it take for you to go back ho?"
Not even Kyle Keaton knew why he was so bent on sending July Quinn back ho.
Aren’t they strangers?
Why did her wellbeing matter so much to him?
But it seed July Quinn was hurt by him and ignored him, continuing to drink by herself.
Just as Kyle Keaton was feeling a bit lost due to the lack of response, July Quinn, after several shots, suddenly called out with drunken eyes, "Whose house am I? Co and take ho!"
With those words, all the restless n wanted to take action.
If he let July Quinn be taken by these n, even using his toes, Kyle Keaton could predict what would happen next.
So Kyle Keaton couldn’t control himself in the end and grabbed July Quinn’s arm.
"You’re mine, co ho with !"
In the end, July Quinn was taken into Kyle Keaton’s car.
Kyle Keaton thought that sending a drunken person ho was a simple matter of dropping them off at their designated place.
Who knew that once the drunk got into the car, she’d start spewing provocative jokes.
"Honey, can you drive?"
"Yes."
"Then I’ll test you, okay? What’s the first thing to do after getting in the car?"
"Put on your seatbelt." Kyle Keaton thought his answer was absolutely right.
Unexpectedly, she imdiately negated his answer.
"Wrong, you need to put on a condom."
Kyle Keaton: "..."
Apparently, they were talking about different kinds of rides!
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