Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

Silas was retching by the restroom basin, heaving all the tequila he'd drunk out from his stomach.

His alcohol tolerance was the lowest among his siblings. Usually, he could barely manage a sip of tequila.

Yet even after Silas had retched everything out, his mind was still heavy and throat burning as if doused with acid.

"Look at yourself, Silas... Why are you still so worked up over her? She clearly doesn't care about you at all," he mumbled to himself.

Silas splashed his face with some cold water and combed his fringe back with his hands. Even in such a dire state, he was still remarkably handsome.

"I really am working myself up too much over this." Silas gently massaged his temples, unable to stop feeling frustrated.

As he opened the door, he bumped right into someone else.

"Ah!" Rose gasped.

heels that night, so her body rocked

somewhat drunk, his speed was still exceptional. He swiftly wrapped an arm around Rose and

as their bodies pressed closed against

breathing quickened. He recalled the deep kiss that he'd had with Rose, which started out as CPR.

want to let go

looked anxious.

Silas was usually a straightforward man. With the addition of the alcohol earlier, his words, which he'd been holding back tonight, were finally blurted out. "Don't

Rose's fingers curled slightly on Silas' chest as she tried to calm herself as best as she could.

you ignoring me?"

to." Rose's

the irritation in his chest grew. "Didn't. bother. to? I'm probably the closest person

to every acquaintance of mine, do I? It's not illegal not to." Rose's heart clenched. She struggled in his arms. "Now

around Rose's waist. "Every acquaintance? Would you kiss your acquaintances, then?