These days had been too hectic, naturally leaving him no time to care about such matters, and his neat short hair at the back of his head had grown long without him noticing.
"Is there anything else?"
Gan Yuan lifted her face to meet his eyes.
"Don’t always stay up late, your eyes are all red."
The man’s face showed self-mockery, "It’s because... you aren’t here!"
She felt a sudden twinge in her nose, "Ajue, I’m sorry..."
He leaned down and sealed her apology with a kiss on the lips, for it was he who owed her, not the other way around, she had no need to apologize.
As their lips and teeth entwined, his urgency grew, and she became softer, until unconsciously, she had been undressed to half-exposure, and just before he covered her, she only had time to remind him gently, "Be gentle."
The man murmured softly, then held her tight.
Empty glasses were placed one by one on the counter, and Jessica raised her finger to wipe away the liquor from the corner of her lips.
"I’ve finished my drink!"
Will squinted his eyes and patted the counter.
"I’m not free to play with you!" Jessica lifted her face and stared at the clock on the bar wall for a good while before she could see what time it was, "It’s seven o’clock already, dammit!"
She had thought it would be just a casual outing with him, not expecting the kid could hold his liquor so well, and without realizing it, they had been drinking for so long?
She shook her slightly dizzy head gently; she had drunk too much tonight, and by now, she was also somewhat inebriated.
She had to get back immediately; if the Duke knew she was , he’d certainly scold her harshly...
While thinking this, she slid off the high stool, toes touching the ground, only to feel her calves go weak. She quickly steadied herself against the counter to avoid falling, then composed herself and started to walk away.
Will certainly hadn’t forgotten his mission. He jumped off the stool to catch her. He was barely maintaining his sobriety, not much better than her, and as he grabbed her arm, he couldn’t control himself and stumbled forward, crashing into her back.
Jessica shook off his arm, staggering slightly towards the door, "Next time, I’ll drink you under the table until your stomach bursts."
"Stop right there!" Will wasn’t about to let her leave and immediately stumbled after her, chasing her out of the bar and towards the direction of the road. He quickened his pace and blocked her way, "The contest isn’t over yet, you can’t leave!"
"Look here, Colonel..." Jessica raised a finger and poked his chest, "Make it clear, me having a drinking match with you is a privilege. I decide when it ends. Move!"
She tried to push him away with force and stepped towards the GM Building across the street.
Will chased after her and, because cars were passing by occasionally, by the time he finally caught up with her, they had already reached the bottom of GM Building.
Cooled by the breeze outside, Will had sobered up a bit. Seeing her about to ascend the steps, he quickly jogged over and grabbed her arm.
He had promised the Duke to keep her busy all night long, by no means could he give up halfway, or else it would be troublesome if she found out Miss Gan wasn’t there.
"Hey, what... what are you doing..."
Jessica tried to shake him off, but already tipsy; she was no match for his strength and was dragged forward. Stepping on a stair, she nearly fell but managed to sit down on it instead.
"You stinking... brat, don’t think you can... play tricks to get back at me, you’re... still far from it!"