"Talk? About what?" I asked, raising a brow at him as Lucas took a sloppy step forward.
Is he... he's drunk?
Vampires get drunk?
"Have you been drinking?" I asked.
Lucas dropped to his knees next to me and hugged me tightly. "How could you say that to me? You just want to have things your way."
What?
"You're heavy," I grunted as he went dead weight on me.
"I'm heavy?" Lucas asked dazed.
Yes-" Lucas cut me off with a kiss and I fell back luckily missing the glass from the table. "Ow, fuck! How much did you drink? What kind of person drinks this much during the day time? And what the fuck was that taste? Were you smoking?"
Since when did he smoke? "Hm?"
Ugh!
His face is pissing me off too!
"What the hell did you have to tell me?" I grunted.
"Right... I have something to say..." Lucas reached into his back pocket. "Give me your left hand."
"Why?"
