Kiss?

After Chelsea left, Nina was feeling so low, that she started drinking to conceal her pain and insecurity. Soon, she is so drunk, that she doesn't even know that she is speaking her mind and not keeping her feelings to herself like she usually does with Theo.

"You like her, don't you?" Nina slurred and poked Theo's chest with her index finger.

Theo sighed. This is the twentieth time she is asking him the same question. And he already clarified that he doesn't like Chelsea at all. But Nina refused to believe him. She is so drunk, that there is no way to convince her.

"Baby, I don't like her. You are drunk, why don't we go home now?" he suggested, trying to coax her into leaving. She is still sitting on his lap, much to his misery. It's not like he doesn't want her to sit. He is liking it too much that he wants to kiss her badly. Strands of her hair came out of her bun. Her face is looking flushed and red. She is like the most irresistible temptation which he cannot have. He is try