“She’s wasted.” James muttered, holding the car door wider as Lucien stepped out carrying Elena against himself.
“Let go of me.” She slurred, trying to pry herself from Lucien’s hold. “I want to go home.”
James studied Lucien closely. There was no trace of anger or irritation. Instead his hand wrapped tighter around her waist to keep her still.
“This won’t do.” Lucien grunted, throwing the suit jacket he was holding at James.
James caught it before it hit the floor. “You could have just handed it over.”
Lucien ignored the complaint. “I told you to keep an eye on her.” He bent slightly, sliding one arm beneath Elena’s knees and another behind her back before lifting her into his arms.
“She’s not a child, Lucien.” James deadpanned, shutting the car door behind him before pressing the k
