"Perverts are the perfect persons for people like you", Duke said rolling his tongue making her shake on her seat. Just when she was about to drink up, she felt like something was staving off her glass from going up and wondering why her hand was restrained, she brought up her head and saw that Duke was holding the glass.
" Why are you stopping me from drinking?".
"You are not used to this and I will not Irish you having it again as you did some couple of minutes ago".
" You think that I can not be like the women you have been with or better still like the doctor who throws herself at you or the last I met at your office?", she asked furiously.
Duke could see the fire in her eyes as she spoke up and wondering whether he should let it slide or not, he asked,
"Are you jealous Bethany?.
" Jealous?", She laughed out rolling her eyes and looking elsewhere she asked him why she will be jealous. Rising to her feet she whispered slowly,