"I've seen her naked, not-whoa!" That kiss tasted like every mistake Wicked ever made and smelled like it to. "You smell like our liquor cabinet...and here I thought you wouldn't have any fun!"
She took a whiff of whatever was in his solo cup and made a face. What was that sangria mixed with vodka?!At this rate he was going to drink her under the table. At least his body could handle it.
"Are you enjoying yourself. Because I can flip the lights on this whole thing and we can finish the night together."