SELENA'S POV

I’d agreed, just to satisfy my gnawing curiosity of seeing him drunk, but yet I was the one hiccuping and losing my guard over one beer bottle.

I was a light drinker, but not awfully (so I could barely understand why I was already toppling over a bottle when I had been careful enough to take moderate sips), and he seemed to notice that because he was suddenly stealing my second beer bottle away from me.

“Hey, give me that!” I demanded, my words almost a slur over one ...