Chapter 36

Brooklyn screwed her face up in disgust when she took a sip, and she coughed loudly, the liquid burning her throat. “Ew,” she muttered and dropped the cup back on the table. Brooklyn reached for another drink, but she was pulled to the side. She squeaked and grabbed onto Harry, who turned her to face him.

“I think you’ve had enough, babe,” Harry said, and Brooklyn pouted.

“You bore, let me drink!”

Harry walked over to the sink and filled a cup with water. He passed it to Brooklyn, who raised an eyebrow. “Pretend it’s vodka?”

“Who in their right mind would drink a whole cup of vodka?” Brooklyn asked.

“Just drink the damn water,” Harry sighed.

“Or what? You’ll make me?” Brooklyn whispered and giggled.

“Drink, Brooklyn.”

“Say please,” Brooklyn smirked.

Harry narrowed his eyes. “Please.”

Brooklyn grinned. “You do have manners!”

When Harry’s expression darkened, Brooklyn quickly raised the cup to her lips and drank. As soo