Chapter 184

Melanie

I'm not nearly as drunk as I'm pretending to be, but once all the ladies started getting lit and I wasn't sure whether I wanted to drink anymore, I just acted like it was affecting me more. Not to mention, it's allowing me to be completely honest with Weston. So often, I watch my mouth with him, and right now, I don't want to. Right now, I want to feel him. I want to be his wife. It gives me the courage to be who I really am and who I want to be.

He and I stare at each other. My pulse is pounding both at my neck and between my thighs. He walked into this place like he owned it, and damn if that wasn't a turn on.