Chapter 21: The Drunkard

Cameron Hayes' POV

"Okay, here we go. Nice and slowly," I said as I was sliding her onto the backseat of my car. I sighed as she was struggling to get inside. She was throwing tantrum like a child, which I found very cute about her.

"What are you doing, mister? I don't even know you and you asked me to go with you?" Ella shouted as she slurred out the words. I was controlling the smile that was trying to escape my mouth right now.

"If you don't have too much alcohol, you will not be finding me here or throw up on me," I said as I was looking at her reaction. She was assessing me like she was trying to figure out who I was.

"Who are you?" She asked as I sighed.

Yup, she did not remember me when she's drunk.

"I'm a friend. I'm here to help you. Come on, we have to get you back," I said as I was pushing her onto the car seat.

"But I don't want to go home. I want to stay with you, mysterious stranger that I cannot help but think about your hands and mouth on my skin. What would it be like? Wet? Hot? Breathless," she whispered to me as her hot breaths were hitting my skin. I shivered but in a good way.

"Ella," I warned her.

"You know, I have a boss that was a stick in a mud looks like you," she said as she was smiling when she told me. I scoffed. I know she was talking about me.

"Oh? And why is he a stick in the mud?" I asked as I was trying to keep my face straight when Ella was staring at her hands and playing with it.

"Ella?" I asked her before she turned to look at me.

"Well, for one he was not a sport. He's too strict on the rule. Two, he loves to play with my emotions and all that. Did you know that I have a crush on him? I thought I wanted to get more involved with him but apparently, he had eyes on my friend. And she's married!" Ella exclaimed before she laughed as she shook her head.

"And where is this boss of yours?" I asked her as she turned to look at me, smiling widely

"I don't know but I know that he had your hair and eyes so green that I was getting lost in them," Ella said as she was caressing my cheeks before she was staring into my eyes. I held my breath as I was looking into her blue ones. She was breathtaking, how I could never notice her before?

Right, because I have my eyes on Fauna that I forgot to see what was right in front of me.

"Don't go. I don't want this dream to vanish yet," she whispered as she was looking at my lips now and I cannot help but lick my lower lips, wetting it.

She turned her gaze to my eyes before she was licking her lower lips as well. I can sense that my cock was stirring as I shifted uncomfortably for the boner in my pants.

"Ella, we should—"

"Kiss me," she whispered. I stopped on my track as I was looking at her.

Was she serious?

I cleared my throat again as I was taking her hands from my cheeks and put it on her laps.

"I can't, not when you're drunk,"

"I don't care. I just wanted you to kiss me and maybe, just maybe, I will know how my boss that I have a crush on kissed. He looks just like you. Please, Mr. Stranger, help me out and I promise after this, I will not ask anything again," she pleaded as her blue eyes shone under the moonlight.

I rubbed my neck as I was trying to not fall for this. I cannot make this a habit of giving kisses to the woman that I don't have any intention with.

'But you do want her. You just in denial,' my mind spoke to me and I was looking at her blue eyes that were staring at me before she sighed.

"I understand if you don't wish to kiss me," she said as she laughed at her statement.

"I would never be more than Fauna has. Who doesn't want her? She's nice, soft-spoken, beautiful while I was a tomboy, not very fashionable and I speak my mind too often," she said as she sighed.

"I will not ask you—"

"Who said I don't want to kiss you, Ella?" I said before my hand found her nape and drew her closer to me. She was shocked at my action but she was allowing me to kiss her. She let me taste her soft lips that I don't want to forget.

I claimed her mouth like I was the rightful owner of the lips. It was soft and warm, just like how I imagined before. She was reluctant at first but when I was about to withdraw, she wounded her hands around my neck and pulled me closer.

She was kissing me with fervent that I know I can only find in Ella. I smiled in that kiss before I groaned as I wanted to deepen the kiss and make it memorable to us.

"Hmm," she moaned as she opened the mouth as I plunged my tongue on her lower lips. Before I can register anything, I taste booze and vomit. I broke the kiss before I will vomit on her again. She turned to look at me as she was eyeing me suspiciously.

"What's wrong? What happened? Was it something that I did?" She asked as I was releasing the hands that were around my neck. I moved to stand beside the door as I was taking in the fresh air. I sighed.

"Nothing. I think we might get you home," I said as I was looking at her. She shook her head.

"I don't want to go home. It was dark and lonely. I wanted to go with you, your home," she said as she was holding my hand. I looked at our hands and I smiled.

"If you wanted to come with me, Ella, you must answer this question," I asked her as I was leveling my eyes with her. She looked at me before I pulled the ring out from the pocket. I did not know why I was nervous as I was looking at the red box.

"If your answer satisfied me, you can come home with me," I said as I opened the ring and she looked at the ring.

It was 24 karat of platinum with a sapphire stone in the middle. It was perfect as I was looking at her reaction where she was about to cry.

"It's…it's beautiful," she said as she was looking into my eyes, tears were breaming around her eyes. I sighed as I took out the ring and showed it to her.

"So, my question would be, will you marry this stick in the mud of a boss and live with me for the rest of our lives until death do us apart?" I asked as I was looking at her. She was looking into my eyes.

"What's your name again?" She asked as she was pointing her finger at me. I laughed. I forgot that she did not remember me.

"Cameron, Cameron Hayes," I said as she was closing her eyes, eyebrows furrowed.

"Cameron, Cameron, Cam. Ah! You're that boss of mine," she said as she smiled at me. She has wounded her arms around my neck as we were staring into each other eyes.

"So, Mr. Cameron Hayes, do you want me, or do you just joking with me right now?" She asked me as she was arching her eyebrow at me. I laughed.

"That's what I would like to know. Are you asking me to bring me home because you just wanted to sleep or you wanted me to be yours?" I asked her as she was staring at my green orbs. She caressed my cheeks before she smiled sadly.

"You know the answer already but I don't want that. I want a man that will love me for who I am and I don't think you, Mr. Cameron Hayes, is that person," she said before she snoozed off on my shoulder as she was hugging me.

I looked at her head as I was closing the box and smiled. She was one tough cookie to break but I think she's right. I don't think that I can ask the question if she did not love me. I have to find a way to make her fall in love with me.

Whatever it takes.