"You're an adult now. Drinking isn't illegal," Alexander said coolly, his gaze steady on Charlotte. "But be careful who you share your drink with. Some people just want a taste of something new… right after kissing someone else. Would you like to share a lip with another woman? Or did you have this strange and special hobby?"
"Of course not. Don't be so disgusting. I'm not a sadist."
Charlotte glanced at Marco. She wasn't surprised. He'd been at the party, of course. She'd even silently thanked her enhanced sense of smell for picking up the subtle perfume lingering on his collar—someone else's scent, definitely not hers.
Marco was visibly embarrassed. He set his glass down with a sharp clink, frowning at Alexander. "What's your deal, man? You want a duel or something? Newsflash—she's not your property."
