The bouncers helped me carry Steven to the front seat of his car. I'm good and know how to drive a car because otherwise I don't know how I'm going to get this guy home.
"Thank you very much," I said to the bouncers who helped me.
He peeked out the window and smiled at me. "Nothing, Ma'am. Please drive carefully!"
I nodded and closed the car door and then glanced at Steven who was fast asleep. Steven's aura is very different when he sleeps. He looks like a child scolded by an overbearing boss. But when you're awake, you're like a lion ready to pounce at any time.
I gasped when I saw the wetness of his cheek. My heart ached and I suddenly felt guilty. Did he cry? I'm not used to this. I'm not used to him being like this just because of someone like me.
I took a deep breath and then adj
