60. Naya's POV
Did he just say he is going to take me home? Who the hell does he think he is? My father?
“You don't have to worry about that, I can see myself home.” I take off my gloves. “I am very much capable of taking care of myself.”
“And what am I going to do if someone or something snatches you on your way home? What am I going to tell Jordan?” He asks.
I stop and stare at me. He doesn't know this, but he is getting on my last nerve.
“I’m fine.” I huff. “You won't have to explain anything to Jordan. She is not even going to meet you.”
His face takes a stern form. He looks as if I have just threatened his existence.
“Come on, let's go.” He points to the door. “Brandon will deliver your car to your house while I drive you.”
“I said I can get home on my own!”
“I wasn
