Oh no. This was not going to work, not this time. She threw her firewhiskey back and stared at Gemma, refusing to give in. But Gemma's steady gaze was unnerving to say the least. This was how she tended to win most arguments - by staring Allegra down until she was sufficiently creeped out and gave in.
"Stop that," she said primly. "I'm not just going to blurt everything out on command, you know. I'm not that kind of girl. I don't kiss and tell."
In an attempt to change the subject, or at least distract Gemma, she resorted to a tactic that had worked more than once in the past - she shifted closer and kissed her with enough fire, she hoped, to take Gemma's mind off Allegra's previous indiscretions.