Khalida frowns, then she shakes her head with a sigh. “You did that to yourself. Are you strong enough to help, or did the liquor just give you the audacity to ask?”

Asa sits with a pout after being told there were no more shots, that Asa had nearly cleaned them out. 

Sorcha huffs with a frown. “But if she isn’t I want you to whip me.” She raises an eyebrow at Nic. “Don’t tell me she caught another one. Who exactly [i]are[/i] you?”