Kristine Pov.
“You don't have to, my friend already placed my order”. I answered, pulling away.
“Then I would love to buy you another, please don't say no”. He insisted.
“I don't like a persistent man”. I snapped, beginning to lose my patience, I was literally standing close to the dance floor and I could swear eyes were pricking on me.
“Forgive my manners, my lady”. He bowed slowly.
Damn!.
The more I tried to pull away the more stuck I felt in his arms.
“Alright then”. I walked with him to the bar, I pointed to a red wine, and the attendant got my order ready.
“Ice ma’am?”. The guy with a secured moustache asked.
“Yes please”.
Liam walked me to his seat, I don't know but I felt a bit comfortable in his seat, we could literally see everyone from there but you could hardly notice
