Chapter 82

Laurelle was drunk and fidgety, and Zachariah had a hard time getting her home. As he turned his head, he caught sight of her removing her clothes. She was barely wearing anything to begin with, and after pulling off one layer, only a fitted knit dress remained. Zachariah's eye twitched as he grabbed her hand to stop her from removing more. "What are you doing?" Laurelle grinned and pointed to the bathroom. "Going to take a shower, of course." Then, she crouched down, attempting to pull her arms out of her sleeves. Zachariah quickly stepped forward. His tall frame blocked the bathroom door. "People shouldn't shower when drunk," he stated firmly. "Why not?" Laurelle asked with confused, hazy eyes. Zachariah maintained a serious expression as he lied, "Statistics show that the number one reason people slip in the shower is due to intoxication." Laurelle processed this slowly, genuinely considering it for a few seconds. "Really?" Zachary nodded. "Of course." "But I'm not drunk..