Christian hurried forward, grabbing Rosalie's wrist as he apologized to River, “My apologies, Mr. York. Rosalie has had too much to drink. I’ll take her home now.”

He tried pulling her away, coaxing gently, “Rosalie, let’s go. You’re drunk.”

However, Rosalie wrenched free again, crowding into River's space with a tipsy grin.

“Here, handsome, let big sis take good care of you. I love pretty boys like you the most. You’re so handsome.”

Her hands roamed shamelessly, cupping his face and trailin