Miles paused, his face a picture of confusion.

"Me, calling out for Esther?"

"Yeah, I heard it with my own ears. You said her name over and over!"

He glanced down, calculating the time in his head before responding, "The night you spiked my drink, I hadn't even met Esther!"

Sure, he knew of an Esther who had been sending him love letters, who apparently had a crush on him for the longest time but...

Miles was a tech guy through and through, his mind perpetually tangled in the web of computer networks.

He never once entertained the thought of getting to know any girl, let alone calling out Esther's name in a drunken stupor. Even if he was wasted, the idea was ludicrous. "You're lying. I don't believe you."

Felicity turned away, utterly unconvinced.

It seemed to her that all men were born liars, Miles included!

fell

feeling guilty; he was just hard at work trying to

had indeed been drugged, and

details were fuzzy at

shouting Esther's name? That

who calls out for someone they've never met while drunk? He didn't even know what Esther looked like - whether her nose was big, her eyes were wide, or her lips were full, he

"Absolutely!"

an eyebrow, "Are you sure I wasn't just asking

he vividly recalled waking up the next

as if

"Water or Esther, you think I can't tell

knows? You had a few drinks too, trying to keep up

to get the

how did you even know

based on a few mumbled words, she must

the towel she handed you during basketball games, and you even helped her move chairs. I saw it all with my own eyes! Even after graduation,

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