Mia sat comfortably between Ashley's thighs, her back pressed lightly against Ashley's chest. She glanced over her shoulder, catching Ashley's gaze. Ashley blinked at her, her face flushed a rosy red from drinking. Mia chuckled softly as she leaned forward to grab her glass of wine.

"Wow," Ashley drawled, her voice carrying a playful edge. "Nyx, who's this gorgeous woman?" she called out, her grin widening as Nyx, who had an arm draped around Vera's waist, glanced their way.

Nyx shook her head, laughing but offering no response.

Ashley tilted her head, her eyes studying Mia's face with exaggerated fascination. "Hi," she said with a smile that teetered between charm and intoxication. "Did you know you're absolutely beautiful?"

Mia blinked, laughing softly as she sipped her wine. "Ashley, are you drunk?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "I thought you had a high alcohol tolerance?"

"I'm not drunk!" Ashley protested, though her flustered face betrayed her. "But seriously, you're stunning." She laughed softly, her expression earnest despite the alcohol.

Mia sighed, shaking her head. "Alright, if you say so," she muttered, trying to ignore Ashley's shameless compliments.

"Hey," Ashley caught Mia's attention again, poking Mia's side playfully. "Do you have a boyfriend? Or maybe a girlfriend?"

Vera, sipping her wine nearby, nearly choked, her wide eyes darting to the pair. Riley, Sienna, Harriet, and Zoey exchanged amused glances, shaking their heads as Mia's cheeks turned crimson.

"I have a girlfriend," Mia replied, her voice steady despite her flushed face. She downed the rest of her wine in one gulp, sighing heavily.

"Oh," Ashley said with a solemn nod, her grin returning quickly. "She must be one hell of a lucky girl."

Mia frowned, twisting to face Ashley. "Ash, you're—"

"Wait," Ashley interrupted, her brows furrowing with exaggerated concern. "Won't your girlfriend be mad at you? I mean, you're here with me, sitting right between my thighs. She might get jealous."

Mia let out a helpless laugh, pinching the bridge of her nose as Nyx erupted into laughter.

"She's drunk, Mia," Nyx said, shrugging. "She's been at it for hours."

Mia gave Ashley's thigh a light slap, turning fully to face her. "Ashley, you're my girlfriend!"

Ashley blinked, her face lighting up with realization before breaking into a hearty laugh. "I'm your girlfriend? Wow! I'm so lucky to have you then!" she exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.

Mia groaned, her face flushing even deeper as the group around them burst into teasing laughter.

"Oh my gosh!" Mia exclaimed, burying her face in her hands. "Ashley, get it together!"

Ashley leaned in closer, her grin softening. "What?" she asked, laughing quietly. "I'm just speaking the truth. You're amazing."

Mia peeked through her fingers, her heart fluttering despite her embarrassment. "You're impossible," she muttered, shaking her head as her lips curved into a small smile.



Ashley blinked slowly, her head resting back against the headboard, her hazy gaze fixed on Mia. Mia sat beside her, dabbing a wet towel over Ashley's flushed face. Ashley tilted her head, offering a soft smile.

"Don't smile at me like that when you're this drunk, Ashley Amosa," Mia groaned, continuing to wipe her down.

Ashley chuckled, her voice low and teasing. "I'm not drunk. I'm perfectly sober," she said with a laugh.

Mia flicked Ashley's forehead, earning a playful yelp. "You said you had a high alcohol tolerance. And yet, here you are," she muttered, rolling her eyes.

"What did I do?" Ashley asked, her tone feigning innocence. "All I did was ask if you had a girlfriend."

Mia glared at her, sighing. "So you do remember what you said?"

Ashley nodded with a grin, her eyes glimmering with affection. "Some of it, I guess," she admitted, her voice softening. "And you really are beautiful," she murmured, as if the thought had slipped out.

"Ash," Mia said, exasperated, her voice a mix of annoyance and helpless fondness. "Just shut your mouth, okay?" She began tugging at Ashley's shirt. "Let's change your clothes—you reek of liquor, drunkard."

Ashley groaned softly, leaning back with a lazy smile. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you just want to see me naked," she teased, laughing.

Mia shot her a glare. "If you keep this up, I swear I'll tape your mouth shut."

Ashley smirked, leaning closer. "If you want me quiet, why don't you just kiss me instead?"

Mia froze, her eyes narrowing as she tried to ignore the warmth blooming in her chest. "You're drunk," she said firmly. "You won't even remember this."

"I told you," Ashley whispered, her voice dropping to a husky tone, "I'm not drunk, sugarplum." She reached for Mia's arm, her touch gentle but firm. "Come here. Kiss me."

Mia hesitated, her heart racing as Ashley pulled her closer. "Ash..." she mumbled, catching the faint scent of alcohol on Ashley's breath.

Ashley's voice softened to a murmur. "I love you, Mia," she said, her lips brushing Mia's in a tender kiss.

Mia gasped, her resolve wavering as Ashley's hand found the back of her neck, drawing her in deeper. She hesitated for only a moment before resting her hands on Ashley's shoulders, her body responding instinctively. Adjusting her position, she placed her knee between Ashley's thighs and gently pushed her back against the headboard.

Her hands cupped Ashley's flushed cheeks, and their lips met again, this time with more urgency. Ashley's hands slid under Mia's shirt, her fingers finding the clasp of Mia's bra.

Mia's breath hitched as Ashley's touch sent shivers down her spine. She bit Ashley's lower lip, her own hands fumbling with Ashley's belt, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. Her lips trailed down to Ashley's neck, her tongue and teeth teasing the sensitive skin.

Ashley tilted her head back, a soft moan escaping her lips as Mia continued. With a smooth motion, Ashley tugged Mia's shirt higher, guiding her to straddle her lap.

Gasping, Ashley tilted her head further, granting Mia access to the length of her neck. Mia's fingers slipped inside Ashley's boxer briefs, and she gently lifted Ashley's chin, her gaze locking onto Ashley's flushed face.

"You better remember this tomorrow," Mia whispered, her voice low and commanding, before claiming Ashley's lips again. Her fingers moved with deliberate precision, drawing soft gasps and moans from Ashley.

Ashley clung to Mia, her breathing ragged as she felt the tension within her building. Her hands roamed up Mia's back, discarding her bra completely. Her lips found Mia's breasts, her mouth exploring the soft curves with gentle, alternating kisses and teasing bites.

Mia arched her back, a low moan slipping from her lips as she maintained her rhythm. "Ah, shit," she hissed, pushing Ashley back against the headboard to regain her balance. She leaned in, their lips meeting again in a fiery kiss as her movements intensified.

Ashley's grip tightened on Mia's wrist as she neared her climax, her body trembling with release. She threw her head back, gasping for air as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

Mia slowed her pace, pulling her fingers away gently. She cupped Ashley's flushed face, her thumb brushing against Ashley's cheek as her eyes fluttered shut. Leaning forward, Mia pressed a soft kiss to Ashley's forehead.

"I love you," Mia whispered, burying her face against Ashley's shoulder, her arms wrapping tightly around her.

Ashley's arms instinctively pulled Mia closer, as though trying to erase any remaining space between them. She held Mia tightly, her breathing steadying as she let the moment linger.