Her voice was soft and husky, laced with a cloying sweetness that could make any man's mind wander.
"!!!"
Tristan Sterling's nerves were about to snap.
'This little minx, does she even know what she's saying?'
How could he possibly not want to?!
He wanted to!
Of course he wanted to!
He wanted to in his wildest dreams!!
But he didn't dare!!
Because he knew full well that she was only under the control of a drug right now; this wasn't what she truly wanted.
If she were sober, she would undoubtedly want him to get lost and stay a world away.
If he took advantage of her vulnerability today, he would meet a miserable end when she woke up tomorrow.
'He wasn't an idiot.'
He absolutely wouldn't destroy his own happiness for the rest of his life just for a moment of pleasure.
"Holly, be good. When you're sober, we can…"
