"Not much of a drinker?" Sean Shaw slightly pulled her wrist, causing Summer Ford's body to softly collide into his embrace.
Instinctively wanting to raise her arm to push away, she barely had the impulse when Sean, seeming to sense her intent, pressed her hand down firmly.
"Let go of me!" Summer Ford struggled in his arms, her gaze upon him entirely blurred.
"I'm taking you back to the room. I'm being responsible for your safety. A girl drunk like this, wandering alone is dangerous, right? Come with me!" His fingers hooked under her delicate chin, lifting her beautiful face to quietly observe it, Sean spoke with a lazy tone.
Pah!
Summer wanted to curse!
Dangerous to walk outside?
Isn't following him even more dangerous?
Pinching a small piece of her own flesh hard, she forced herself to stay a bit more awake, and slipped out from his embrace at a low angle.
