38...Are you crushing on me...

CLAIRE.

I drank more alcohol than I should as I thought of what happened earlier.

That fucking asshole!

When I asked him to leave me alone, he could've simply paid deaf ears to me the way he does at other times, but no, he released me like he has been waiting for me to say the words 'leave me alone'. I shouldn't have said that knowing how badly I want him to teach me how to kiss.

'That's only an excuse to taste his lips, Claire'

A mocking voice in my head said.

I threw the bartender a smile and asked him for more of whatever he'd mixed for me before, then my gaze slided to Ryan and then down to his attractive pink lips.

Fuck you, Ryan.

******

I was tipsy, but I still wouldn't stop drinking, same thing with Ryan. The good thing about his tipsiness is that he obviously can handle himself better than I ever will.

"You should stop drinking" He said with that authority in his voice I find annoyingly attractive at the moment.

"I told you not to tell me what to do" I drawled each word