Double Temptation
One misstep and I nearly face-planted into a wall across the corridor.
A strong hand wrapped around my waist, steadying me. Edgar. Or Ethan. Both of them, probably. In my drunken haze, I couldn’t tell. I threw tantrums like a spoiled child slurring insults, pushing at their chests, demanding they admit they wanted me. Demanding they stop looking at her.
And then… the most embarrassing thing.
I let out a loud, unladylike fart right there in their arms.
I’d laughed hysterically afterward, head thrown back, tears streaming as I gasped, “That’s what you deserve for making me cry! Take that, you psychos!”