Gilbert snapped out of his stare and said, "You're drinking straight from the bottle." He walked over, grabbed a wine glass, and handed it to her as though she didn't know it existed. "Use this."
Laila smirked, and while still looking at him, she drank straight from the bottle again. A thin trail of red wine escaped the corner of her lips, trickling down her jaw and along her throat before disappearing beneath the neckline of her dress.
"I don't want to use the glass. My mom thinks it's uncivilized to drink straight from the bottle, and apparently, the rule is that wine should be drunk from a wine glass. Hmph! I don't want to follow any rules. Rules are boring, you know, just like everyone who doesn't know how to stay out of other people's business. Do you know what just happened out there?" Laila asked, angrily taking a long gulp of wine before wiping her lips with the back of her hand and gesturing toward the door.
