Chapter 29. Testing Alcohol

Ellie's POV

"Try that if you want to end up with a missing lip and crashed balls," I state, devilishly staring at his eyes, challenging him, and cutting his tour short. He jerks back, a smirk on his lips.

He is not angered by what I said. He actually seems strangely thrilled, and I don’t know how to react to that. I don’t also know whether I am safe after what I just said.

"Going naughty on me again, huh?" He smirks broadly, his eyes sparkling with a look that I can not quite decipher.

"Call it whatever you want, but I mean every damn word."

He backs off completely, and I pull my back from the wall. Hu! That was so close. "There are better ways to handle problems, and drinking yourself to death is definitely not a remedy or a solution,” I continue in the hopes that he will pay attention and stop staring at me like I'm the most annoying thing he has ever encountered.

If that is so, then that would make the two of us, because I don'