Zuri’s Point of View
Adrian carried me to his car quietly. He used the rear exit not to draw anyone’s attention to us. I was burying my face in his muscular chest and closing my eyes. His heart was beating fast. But the sense of protection his masculine chest and that rapidly beating heart provided me was precious. At that very moment, I actually don't need anything else but to stay closer to his chest for the rest of my life. Because I was sure that he would always protect me and keep me happy. I don’t think anyone else in this world would be able to do that just the way he does.
He carefully made me sit in his car and put the seat belt on. Then he closed the door. After he got up to the driver’s seat, he placed both of his hands on the steering wheel and spent around a minute. I think
