"I was gone for five minutes! What happened here?"

Vivian breathed out a satisfied sigh. "You're so pretty." She reached out her hand to touch his face. She wanted to rub her fingers over his cheek, it looked so smooth.

Christian took an instinctive step back, giving himself some space from her. "You're drunk."

"Mhm, maybe, but I'll be sober tomorrow and you'll still be pretty."

Christian practically pushed the bottle of water in between them, covering the space, not giving her the opportunity to close the distance. She eyed him suspiciously, with a brow raised.

"Drink," he demanded. The words sent a chill up and down Vivian's spine. She twisted open the bottle cap and chugged the cold water, spilling it down her chin in the process. Christian's eyes filled with heat as he looked at her.

She threw the bottle into a garbage can nearby, without having to look at it. Christian's gaze dropped to her mouth, watching with startling attentiveness as she grazed her tongue over her lips.

Christian cleared his throat. "You got a little..." his finger motioned to the water still leaking down her chin. She raised her eyebrows, wanting him to say the words. "Just let me get it for you." He moved forward and used his thumb to wipe the liquid off her chin.

She stared at him until he met her gaze. She didn't look away, she didn't even flinch.

"Let's get you home, Viv."