Jack

I could smell the distrust on her as I drove her back home. I knew how much she hated being drunk and she would be mortified that others saw her out of control. Mia was a sucker for control. I didn't want her to regret going out with us because we were going to invite her again to another party soon.

We weren't going to stop inviting her to party till she got comfortable with us. That wasn't going to happen if she got embarrassed for being drunk and hated herself for ...