Hartwell suggested, “How about you drive ir to my ce?”


    Joslyn tugged at Hartwell’s sleeve.


    “What does ir think?”


    ir struggled to open her eyes.


    “Muh-my ce,” she slurred. She was so tired and drunk she could barely manage speech.


    Hartwell still wanted to say something, but Joslyn nudged him. They could stay there all night arguing,


    or just let them go.


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    Although the other guys in the room didn’t want to Let Joslyn and ir leave, they didn’t speak up.


    Hartwell and Wesley were pretty domineering, and it was not the time to get in between them when


    they were butting heads. They watched as Wesley left the room, holding ir in his arms. Joslyn and


    Hartwell decided to take off as well.


    The moment the four of them were out of sight, the rest began to gossip among themselves.


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    “So ir does have a boyfriend.”


    “And he’s a high-ranking soldier. Takes some dedication to get there


    “No wonder she’s not interested in us. Must have a thing for guys in uniforms.”


    They looked at each other and then raised their sses, looking forward to the burn of the alcohol in


    their throats and the numbness to follow.


    The moment Hartwell was out of sight, ir reached out her arms and cradled Wesley’s neck.


    “I’m so happy, Wesley,” she said cheerfully


    Nothing made her happier than Wesley volunteering to pick her up


    Wesley, however, just thought she was happy because she was rip-roaring drunk.


    “Okay. Maybe you shouldn’t drink like this,” he said.


    “It’s bad for you.”


    If he was going to pick her up when she was drunk, then she’d dly get stered every night.


    Smiling from ear to ear, she stayedfortably in his arms like a docile sheep while he walked towards


    the parking Lot. Her ear was close to his chest. She closed her eyes and listened to his strong


    heartbeat.


    Wesley thought she might be asleep, so he pulled the door of his car open and was about to put her in


    the back seat so that she could Lie there.


    ir, however, refused to unfasten her arms from around his neck.


    “I don’t want to sit in the back,” she mumbled drunkenly.


    “I wanna sit next to you.” The bratty charm was obvious in her voice, as if you could see it. His


    breathing came in short gasps. He was getting annoyed and turned on all at the same time.


    He had to close the door with his foot and set her down in the passenger seat.