Chapter 22 Taken Advantage Of

• Reina's POV
• Slamming the jar on the table, I watched as the content inside of it spilled, splattering all over the table. "more" I snapped at Jackson who gritted his teeth and didn't look like he wanted to let me have another one.
• "You will end up getting drunk, and that wouldn't help, so I can't let you have another glass. We both know you have a low tolerance to alcohol and it wouldn't help at this point"