Mathew.

"Give me that!" Viola snatched the wine glass right from my hand without warning.

Her fingers brushed mine as she grabbed it mid-sip. Surprising me during our little post-flight toast in the limo.

I mumbled in confusion. Staring at my now-empty hand.

"What was that all about? Hey, that was mine-come on, Viola, warn a guy!"

She gulped down the entire wine glass in one go. Not even pausing.

Then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Waved her eyebrows at me teasingly, ...