POV Noah
Finally, heading back to the house, I felt relieved. It was already well past three in the morning, and Holly has to open tomorrow…solo. I glanced at her snuggling into the passenger seat, tucked under my jacket. I leaned over and brushed a hair away from her eyes. She shifted a bit but remained asleep.
I pulled my hand away and rubbed my face irritably. “What are you doing, Noah?” I whispered to myself. I patted her shoulder and she shooed my hand away. I tried again, and she groaned before turning towards the door. “Holly, we are back at the house. You need to wake up.”
“No I don’t.” She huffed and I rolled my eyes. She is really wasted.
Climbing out of the car, I jogged around to the passenger side and gathered her from the seat. She nestled into my chest again, and I fr
