Chapter 15 Killian

• " How much did you drink?" I ask, shrugging off my suit jacket and draping it around her.
• She's fallen asleep already as she breathes in and out with her slightly parted lips. My car pulls to a stop in front of me and Alvin gets down, opening the backseat for me. It's pretty hard to place Naomi in the backseat of my car. Once I finally maneuver her inside my car, I slide in next to her and Alvin shuts the door. Naomi mutters something in her sleep and scoots into me. I fight a smile as I stare at her. She looks peaceful, beautiful, and innocent when she sleeps. Not the girl who always argued with me and hates my gut.
• " Where sir?" Terry, my driver asks.