In the next moment, Emily found herself in Ethan's arms. Time seemed to freeze.

Once she regained her composure, she quickly looked up and glared at him. "Ethan, what are you doing?"

"Sorry, I’m drunk. I just wanted to pull you a bit closer," he said with a hoarse voice as if he was genuinely intoxicated.

Emily couldn’t be bothered to argue with him. "Let me go! I’ve brought you home; I need to leave now."

At that moment, his voice was deep and tinged with a ...