Tiffany kept thinking that something was wrong. Why was this guy helping her? She stood up and suddenly felt the world around her spin. She must have drank too much just now and got dizzy. Jackson managed to catch her in time. Tiffany felt his soft palms and involuntarily leaned against him. Jackson felt something soft pressed up against his chest before a nice scent wafted into his nose.
He took off his coat stiffly and put it around Tiffany. He only now knew what was in the black garment bag that she brought to work every day; it was the dress she was wearing now. It had quite a bold design and was very revealing.
They went outside, and when the cold wind blew, Tiffany staggered to the side of the road and retched. Jackson handed her a tissue. “Are you alright? I saw you finish half a big bottle of pure vodka. You must be feeling really bad now... ”
Although Tiffany was dizzy, she wasn’t deaf. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I’ve never drank that kind of pure manly alcohol!”
Jackson felt that he was wrongly accused. At the time, he was rushing to find her so he just ordered some random alcohol. Who knew Tiffany would drink so much? By the time they got into the car, she was like a puddle of mud. When he asked her for the address, she kept mumbling “I don’t wanna go back.”
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