Chapter 10— A wrong kiss with feelings

Rosalie?

She didn't go home? She came to the bar?

His eyes widened when she almost fell. She held on to a stool as her eyes threatened to close. Her face was tear-stricken and her eyes looked puffy.

He knew she had been crying and she was drunk.

A prickly feeling of regret washed through his veins and he found himself heading to her.

"Rosalie —" he called and she raised her head to him. She batted her lashes and retrieved a step backwards which caused her to stumble but Alexander was quick to reach out for her.

"Miss Jones —" he held her firmly to himself and once again, he was attracted to her cognac eyes.

"Sir…" Rosalie stuttered with her lips quivering. "Did…you hire me again?" She grabbed his face like she needed it to be true.

"Miss Jones, you're drunk" Alexander cautioned when she grabbed the bottle of alcohol in her hands. "Oh yeah, I shouldn't" Rosalie chuckled and held on tightly to his shirt.

"Please don't fire me, please" she begged and clutched tighter to him "I need the j