Chapter 43: Chapter 43

Dior sighed. "Babe, you just drank two glasses. Don't tell me you're already drunk?" she asked in a disappointed tone.

I shook my head. "I'm just dizzy." I replied as I felt my whole world spinning around. "Shit," she cussed. "Alpha's going to kill me." I heard her say before pulling me up to take me somewhere. I was struggling to walk properly because of my wavy vision.

I just realized that we're inside the restroom when I heard the water running down the faucet with Dior trying to wipe my face with a wet handkerchief.

I took the cloth from her and did it myself.. "I can't believe someone would get tipsy over two glasses of wine, Wine!" she exasperated. "I never thought I'd meet someone with a low alcohol tolerance rate as you."

I groaned and gargled. "Are we going home?" I asked her. She rolled her eyes before dialing a number. "Hello, Jeff," she started and my eyes widened. I wanted to stop her but I am still dizzy and I still can't stand straight on my own. "Yes, I am with her. She's drunk right now. Can you come and get her?"

I heard her sighing hard. "I didn't do anything. We were just drinking wine," she exclaimed in a defensive tone. "I don't want to drop her home like this. She's been shouting everywhere." I snapped my head at her and she winked at me. When did I do that?! "Yes, please take her away," she said. "I'm really sorry. I'll drop by tomorrow to give her everything we shopped today."

She smiled widely before hanging up. She smiled mischievously before walking to me. "Don't worry. I've fixed your problem of celibacy," she whispered with a giggle before assisting me to walk back to our booth.

She asked for a glass of water for me to sober up. We waited a moment before Jeff came rushing inside the restobar. He looked at me with narrowed eyes before glaring at Dior. "What the fu.ck happened here?" he growled.

Dior started telling him the story with exaggerations. Jeff snapped at me with narrowed eyes. He wrapped his arm around my waist before pulling me towards him.

"Why did you drink?" he asked in a whisper. "You're not used to drinking."

I groaned. "It's just wine," I replied before hearing Dior chuckle.

She stood up and picked up her bag, "I need to leave," she said as she left Jeff's card on the table. "Have a great night, you two!" she beamed before winking at me. "I'll drop the shopping bags tomorrow. Bye!" she waved and walked out, leaving me and Jeff alone in the booth.

Jeff gave me a dagger look. "Next time, don't drink without me." He glared and I pouted. "You can't even look straight at me." He sounded so irritated as he left a stash of cash on the table and carried me out of the restaurant.

I stared at his face as he walked me to the car. His lips were so close to my eyes that I cannot stop thinking about how they would taste. I bit my lip and shrugged it off. It must be because of the alcohol in my system that I'm thinking this way. I let out a heavy sigh and tried to stop myself from doing something impulsive.

I heard the car door opening. Jeff laid me on the shotgun seat before running over the driver's seat. He was still obviously pissed especially when he saw me unsettled.

He gave out a harsh breath before leaning in to fasten my seatbelt.

My heart pounded the moment I saw his face so close to mine. His brows are furrowed and jaw clenched tightly before suddenly facing me.

He paused for a moment and parted his lips, making me focus on them.

I clenched my fists and leaned in to brush my lips against him. It was only brief but the effect of it in my system was too much for me to handle. Volts of electricity ran through my system with a simple and brief touching of our lips.

Jeff stilled for a moment before staring at me, confused. He swallowed hard.

I faked a smile. "Now I have my first kiss," I said. "I didn't. want to remember it as a fake wedding kiss. I believe I deserve more than that."

Jeff shook his head. That was nowhere near a kiss, "he replied in a hoarse voice. "That was just a peck." He leaned closer. "Now, I know I told you in a café that you deserve better than being kissed in a shabby place. But here, please remember this as you first real kiss."

He didn't waste any more time. He leaned in and kissed me deeply. His lips moved fluidly against mine that it's making me even dizzier than the wine I drank earlier..

My heart was beating like crazy with every movement his lips made over mine. I didn't know how to kiss so I just followed what he was doing.

Jeff rolled his eyes as he brought his pants down. leaving only his boxers on. He held my hand and led me to the shower.

"Wait!" exclaimed. "What are you doing? Why did you strip? Oh my gosh!" I was in a state of panic. I was blurting out random when he suddenly pulled me in and crashed his lips on mine briefly but it was enough to cause shock to run through my system.

"There," he whispered against my lips. "You talk too much when you're panicking. I won't do anything, love. I'll just bathe you so you'd be back to your senses."

My hands went up to his chest and fisted on his shirt as he tilted his head and kissed me in all angles until he was satisfied.

He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against mine, both of us panting hard to catch our breaths. "Baby, that's what you should remember as your first kiss, he whispered before kissing me again.

Now, I understood what Dior really wanted.

**

I couldn't look into Jeff's eyes the next day. I wish I didn't wake up early because of the urge to urinate.

I can still feel his lips on mine even though I have already brushed my teeth. I have some random moments where I stare at nothing because his kiss seemed to have done huge damage in my sanity.

I seem to have lost my mind at that moment and just acted on instinct. I can't believe I initiated the kiss when I was the one who wrote the rule about no kissing, I can't fathom what went into my mind.

What would Jeff be thinking about right now? He must think he's going to marry a stupid girl who can't even handle a little wine. I must be weak at everything.

I sighed hard. I want to erase my memories from last night because it's embarrassing. I don't even know how I'm going to face Jeff now.

Stupid, Andrea. When will I even do something right? "Is your head aching?" he asked me while sipping on his coffee.

I sat on the bed and nodded. "A little," I replied, still looking down.

I heard him sigh. "Here, I asked for coffee," he told me in a calm voice. "Coffee's a good remedy for a hangover!"

I bit my lip, still evading his gaze. I don't know what to tell him today. Hey, about last night, I was just drunk and 1 didn't know what I was doing. I sighed and mentally shook my head. That sounds like a lame excuse.

Hey. What happened last night? I don't remember anything. I clenched my fist and scolded myself internally. This is dumb.

I slowly raised my gaze to Jeff and saw him looking at the coffee in front of him. I sighed. I should just go on like nothing happened because he's doing the same. He's not even acting strange, so I should be feeling confident as he is.

I looked at the table and saw another cup of coffee. I sighed and approached him, sitting in front of him. He was watching me while sipping on his coffee. I smiled weakly before taking a sip on my own glass.

Jeff is just looking at me like he's trying to watch my every move. His lips are pursed in a grim line while staring at me like he wants to say something.

I cleared my throat and looked out the window. I clenched my fists on top of my lap before calming myself. I sighed before looking at him. "Uhmm..." I searched for the right word to start with but my head was still in a mess," About last night...

Jeff brought his cup down. "Yeah, let's talk about last night," he told me.

I stared at him in urgency. I swallowed hard, immediately regretting what I started. I should've just told him that the weather is nice and it's good to walk outside instead of trying to open up about what happened last night.

My mouth really likes betraying my brain most of the time. I hate it.

Jeff narrowed his eyes at me. "You should not drink

with other people if you're going to act like that when you're smashed." His voice was full of authority. He tilted his head to the side. "I cannot let you drink one drop of any alcoholic beverage if you're going to let go of yourself like that when you're drunk."

I frowned at him before sighing hard. I nodded because I know that he's right. I was out of myself last night. I was uncontrollable. I didn't know what I was doing. It was as if my body has a mind of its own.

"You're not allowed to drink with someone else," he continued. "I don't think I can handle another version of you in the future."

I frowned at him. "What do you mean?" I asked.

He let out a harsh breath before leaning closer to me." Last night, I almost couldn't stop myself kissing you," he hissed. "I don't know if I can still control myself to do even more if you seduce me like that again."

My eyes widened and jaw dropped as I listened to his words. Seduced? Did I seduce him? I swallowed hard. "I didn't seduce you."

He scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Really? Then why did you suddenly kiss me?"

I frowned. "I don't know," I replied in a small voice. "I was just..."

"You were just what?"

I sighed. "I thought your lips were kissable." I shut my eyes. "I don't know why I suddenly thought about that randomly."

Jeff smirked and stared at me sharply, obviously unimpressed by what I said. His lips were in a grim line as I looked at him, pouting hard. "Randomly?" he asked.

I swallowed hard and nodded. I let out a sigh of defeat." Maybe it's the alcohol in my system..."

He glared at me. "See?" he snapped. "Starting today, you won't be drinking anything with alcohol. Do you understand?" He sounded so angry that I had no choice but to nod. I feel like I am being scolded by my parents for disobeying their commands. "I don't want you to fucking go kissing other guys."

I swallowed hard and just nodded even though my heart is already beating loudly against my chest. His last statement made me nervous all of a sudden and I couldn't do anything but to just drink the remaining coffee I have.

A week has gone by and the preparation for the wedding is already complete. Today is the wedding rehearsal in the flower field that Roselyn has been bragging about.

She had ordered us not to come and visit it because it was supposed to be a surprise. We complied because we saw how she worked hard for that. And it's not too hard to obey her anyway. It was a simple request and it was harmless.

And now that we're seeing the flower field's finished product, I realized how hard Roselyn worked for this. She's probably worked day and night to finish this and I am happy.

There were different flowers per square meter. One has daffodils. One has sunflowers. One has roses. One has tulips

and many other kinds of flowers that I don't recognize anymore. But it was majestic. I was such a beautiful scenery I never thought I would witness.

It's beautiful and it makes me want to live here.

I looked at Jeff with a wide smile. "It's beautiful," I told him.

He smiled and nodded as he held my hand. "Right?" he

chuckled as he looked at the field.

Like I said, there are touches of gold in the pillars and on the chairs. The platform was also lined with flowers and gold. It looked so regal. I never thought it would look like this.

Rosemary was talking to Sam when she saw us. It was just me and Jeff that she called for the rehearsal because she wants everyone to be shocked when they see the place tomorrow afternoon.

"Jeff, Andrea!" she waved at me before asking us to move closer. She was grinning widely as she hugged me. "Did you like it?" she asked.

I nodded. "It was beyond what I have expected," I replied because it is true. Everything was close to perfection.

"Well, it's not yet finished," she said. "I will make sure your jaw will drop tomorrow when you finally see the finished product."

I chuckled and nodded in anticipation while the minister who will preside the wedding called us and started with the rundown of what's going to happen in the future.

"Jeff will go first," the Minister said. "And then the entourage is next before the bride."

Jeff and I nodded before we had a quick walk on the aisle with red carpet and gold sprinkles. The Minister also gave us a copy of the ceremony proper so we wouldn't be confused tomorrow.

"Have you written your vows?" he asked us.

My eyes widened as I looked at Jeff who looked like he wasn't surprised at all. He glanced at me and shrugged." I'm done with mine," he told me..

I narrowed my eyes. "When?"

He smirked and leaned closer to my ear. "The night you kissed me," he whispered earning a glare from me. Ever since that morning, he's always been teasing with that incident.

Sometimes, when it's all quiet in the room, he'd just look at me and smile like an idiot. I hate it.

He kept on giving me teasing looks until we got home. I sighed in relief that Pyro came in and told him that he needs to talk to him.

Pires looked at me with a blank stare-like the usual before walking out of the room.

Jeff looked at me before nodding. "You go up first. I'll deal with this at the moment," he told me and I nodded. He leaned down to kiss my temple before following behind Pires.

I was stoned on my spot, heart racing erratically before smiling. Now, I think I know what to write on my vow, even when it's only a fake wedding.