Isabella's POV.
I found it hard to believe Declan. I could notice that his gaze on me was slightly unfocused, so it should also be the same thing on the road. Also, his grip on the steering wheel was a little too tight.
“Pull over,” I said.
“What?” Declan asked with a drunk voice.
“I said pull over now” I repeated my words and reluctantly, he slowed the car and parked it by the roadside. I got out, walked around, and opened the door.
“Move” I instructed and he raised his eyebrows.
“What is with you and giving me orders? Are you really_” he was about to speak what I already knew so I interrupted him.
“Yes I will drive” I replied and to my suprise, he obeyed me and we swapped seats. I adjusted the mirrors and started the engine.
“You know how to drive?” he asked.
“It’s a basic life
