“You’re very confident when you’re drunk,” I say, running my finger over her cheek. “I might have to keep you this way.”

She just scoffs before forgetting all about me when her drink arrives.

“No more.” I look at the server, my voice hard. “Cut her off now. We’ll take a bottle of water for her and the bill.”

I try to snatch Charlotte’s drink, but she’s faster, holding it out of my reach and drinking it happily.

I try to keep my voice even. “Charlotte, that has ...