章 362: Chapter Three Hundred And Sixty-two: The Cheater

The third point of view:

"Aww!" Anabelle stumbled on her stiletto heel but Israel was quick to catch her on the waist, pressing her flush against his body.

"Easy," He cautioned her, his hand still on her curve.

"Thank you," She giggled sheepishly, trying to stand on her two feet yet her world kept swirling and she ended up falling back on him. Annabelle was in one word, wasted. 

Israel sighed, Julie was surely going to kill him when he returned. He had thought the girl would be able to hold one shot of the drink, who knew she was a light brain.

"Wuah " Anabelle slurred drunkenly, "You have nice pecs," she admired, already slipping her hand into the inside of his shirt which caused the boy to panic.

"What the fuck are you doing?" His eyes were rounded from fear as he tried to pull her hand away, and that was the scene Julie was welcomed to when he returned.

"You bastard!" Julie was furious and threw the boy a punch.