Silas’s POV
“Gracie, where’s your home?” I questioned, tapping her gently by the shoulder, but this stranger wouldn’t even respond to me.
At the moment, it’s so dark, and it was past midnight already. Here we both are, parked in the middle of nowhere in particular. With no guards and not even any weapons to defend us if need be.
“Grac—” I paused immediately, my hand brushing past her cheeks. Those two little chubby cheeks made her look much cuter due to the way she had pouted her lips.
She stretched uneasily, the seat belt holding her firmly, while I watched her head drop to the left-hand side.
I tried to look away, but—I couldn’t. She was just too cute. Her porcelain skin was so adorable, I swear I could—
“Jesus, Silas. What are you doing?” I shook my head quickly, cold chills ru
