Chapter Twenty Three

"Fuck, let's go," I jumped from his lap in excitement and hopped around the kitchen, trying to wear my heels. He quickly grabbed the car keys and I snatched it from his hands.

"What do you think you are doing?" he gave me a puzzled look.

"You are drunk," I raised my eyebrows and walked out of the kitchen to grab my bag.

"I had one drink," he groaned, placing his hands on my hips, twirling me around.

"That was enough to make you go crazy," I glared at him and he sighed in defeat.

"You were about to say something before the call, what was it?"

Fuck.

"Ummm.....you--I--I think I forgot, we should hurry." I stuttered like a fool and changed the subject while he narrowed his eyes at me.

It wasn't the right time.

"We are continuing this conversation later," he captured my lips, kissing me deeply and I kissed him back, melting in his arms.