SEBASTIAN'S POV

‘‘Celine… stop it!’’ Brylee tried to stifle her sister's continued babbling by placing her hand over her mouth. There was fear in her eyes as she glared at Celine and I don't know why she was feeling this way. ‘‘The alcohol’s gone straight to your head! You have to stop talking now, or you’ll embarrass yourself even more…’’

‘‘You sold your virginity for ten thousand dollars?’’ Mia repeated what Celine had just stated in her own ...