Chapter 41 Don’t Come Begging Me

Jade’s first instinct was to decline, but Javier beat her to the punch and said yes, much to the young woman’s initial bewilderment. Of course, by the end of their lunch, Jade saw why. Javier could drink an ocean if he wanted to.

Jade wagered the men had consumed a good 700ml or so worth of white wine each, and yet only Dwayne and Clement were positively sh*t-faced. By the time Jade and Javier left, those two were swinging their clothes around like a lasso while taking their sexiest attempts at twerking.

To top it off, Dwayne would even throw his head and spew a drunken, skyward spout every now and then. Clement, being quite the supportive hype-man, would then groggily clap and cheer, “Ooh…Pwetty…fountain!”

To sober up after that spectacular foofaraw was to toil in embarrassment.

“You are a f*cking lightweight, Mr. Lewinsky. That was what, a kid-sized pint? And apparently, that’s enough to reduce you to a clown!”

“Ha, the pot calling the kettle a terrible drinker, aye? You were th