I could smell the alcohol on Milo's breath, and giggled at him. I looked him up and down. Milo is dressed in a pair of khaki shorts and a bright blue tank top. His hair is pulled back into a bun. It's unfair how s.exy he looks.
"You're that willing to lose your little bet?" I asked.
Milo looked me up and down before pressing his body to mine.
"Oh, I am very willing, cupcake." He said.
I placed my hands on his chest.
"Well, that's too bad for you. I'm promised to the birthday boy tonight," I said, and then gave Milo a shove.
"Boo." Milo said.
I laughed. "How drunk are you?"
"Just a little. Leo cut me off. We are supposed to be staying sober and playing bouncer tonight." He told me in a mocking tone.
I giggled.
"Well, I do need you to protect me soooo, sober up." I said, and the
