Were I drunk?

[Killian POV]

Carrying Mellisa in my arms, I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight. Her drunken antics were both endearing and amusing, making the task of transporting her to our room a delightful challenge. The way she pinched my face with a mischievous grin.

Once we reached the room, Mellisa, still in high spirits, managed to pull a bottle of champagne seemingly out of thin air. I couldn't suppress a laugh at her resourcefulness. She insisted on tucking it into the inside pocket of my vest, claiming it was her contribution to the after-party festivities.

With a playful twinkle in her eyes, she leaned in and whispered, "I stole it from the party, Killian. It's free!" Her proclamation that she had liberated the champagne for our enjoyment only fueled my amusement. Mellisa, stealing from her own wedding.

I nodded in agreement, acknowledging her genius move. "You're absolutely right, Mel. We'll save it for later, our little secret stash," I replied, playing along with her spontaneous a