Chapter 15: I Want A Pillow
Tyrone’s strong arms firmly held her waist and shoulder. The man was a gentleman through and through.
Tyrone whispered, "Tell me where I should drop you off."
He inwardly sighed. The man knew that Rained had completely dragged him into this situation, yet he did it anyway. He frowned a little at the thought that somehow, she knew how to wrap him around her fingers.
Raine chuckled while meeting his intense gaze. "I don’t want to go home. Feel free to bring me to your home instead," she whispered before she passed out. Raine finally let herself relax in his presence as her head drooped.
Before she could slip out from his hold, Tyrone quickly made a move. In one swift motion, he lifted Raine and carried her in his arms. He inwardly cursed as he grabbed Raine’s keys off her table.
His body stiffened when he felt Raine’s arms wrapping around his neck. She buried her face into the crook of his neck, her soft and hot breaths dampening his throat so dangerously that he wondered if she knew how much of an effect she had on him and just enjoyed seeing him struggle.
’What a handful you are!’ Tyrone mused under his breath.
His throat dried as he felt electric jolts all over his nerves. He could only inhale and exhale deeply to calm his body before walking out of the resto-bar with the dangerous woman in his arms.
’You’re in great trouble now...’ he thought with another sigh.