Drunk (2)
"No, I'm not." She denied it immediately. Who said she was drunk?
"Hey! Don't touch me." Amaia slapped the fly that suddenly flew towards her with a glare. Her words seemed to alert Adrainn.
"Where are you? And who's touching you?" Adriann almost yelled over the phone as he reached his car before getting inside. Her heart suddenly got furious and anxious at the same time as she heard someone touching her. How dare they touch his wife?
"Why should I tell you?" Amaia rolled her eyes, hiding her smile. Did he think another man was touching her? Was he jealous?
"Where are your friends?" Adriann asked instead as he received her location from his security guards, whom he had arranged to take care of her without her knowing.
"Inside. Dancing." Amaia answered, pouting her lips.