~ATTICUS~
Autumn sways on her feet, and I know that her mother is watching. I didn't want her to get into unnecessary trouble; she was clearly going through plenty that she wasn't telling anyone about. Things that were causing her to drink like this. Her parents were not understanding and neither were mine.
"What's wrong with her?" Her mother asks.
"It's a tradition that I pick her up and carry her out the yacht," I say without answering her question. Before her mother can ask any questions, I grab her waist and take her into my arms.
Autumn gasped at first, but then she gently placed her head on my chest and snuggled closer into me.
I swallow; it's hard to ignore how perfectly she fits against me. No one had ever felt this good against me before, and it was something I'd noticed
