SIXTY-FIVE

REGAN'S POV.

I was still in a daze from what happened seconds ago. Still waiting to be woken up from whatever crazy dream I was having.

What had gotten into her? I hauled her out of a bathtub and she forgot she was naked?

And what was all that talk? She's still mad at me...I'm suppose to try harder? She even hit me. Iris would never....

Then I saw the wine bottle for the first time since I entered the room. It was almost empty.

I had been standing in the door way, watching her burst bubbles and giggle like a small girl and didn't think anything of it.

Now I knew where all the courage and talk were coming from. She was drunk!

But why would she be drinking in the bathtub? Why would she be drinking in the first place? Was she alright though.

"Iris..."

I chased after her with the bottle still in hand.

"Iris...where are you?"

I called when I entered the bedroom.

"Don't come in here! I'm not dressed yet... this bottom won't come off! "

"I just...saw you naked?"