Chapter 64

• As much as I had wanted to go to bed and lie down, the full impact of my drunkenness hits me and fuels my desire to join the party. The lights on the deck glow beautifully in the dark, and the thrum of music from the speakers gives the yacht a romantic vibe. Leila has a tray of cocktails, and they look too good. It’s then I find out she spent one summer here as a barmaid and has a wealth of knowledge of tasty drinks. Despite a super-rich family, it seems Leila is pretty self-sufficient at times. She loves nothing more than sharing anecdotes of her past experiences and has a humorous way of reliving the past.
• “I should stop; I think I’ve had enough.” I try to reject Leila’s push for another drink as I’m barely upright and should probably sit down. I’ve overdone it way more than I intended, and now it’s dark, and the boat is moving all around me as though we are on a stormy sea.
• “Hush now. We’re on vacation. Party, party, party!” She grins and tries again, pushing a sassy choice of a cocktail my way.