Before they arrive at her house, she has slept off. Chris chuckled as he stopped the car and she still refused to open her eyes.
"Are you done pretending?" he asked, but she still kept up with her pretense, but her fist that's being clenched betrayed her act.
Chris smiled and got down from the car, walked to her side and opened the door. Helping her out, he picked her up in his arms and began walking towards the entrance of her house.
He knew her password already, so he only adjusted her in his arms and punched in the number.
The times he came to drop her off, he never got inside, except making sure she got in safely and shut the door.
Getting inside her room now, he walked towards her pink comfy sofa and dropped her on it, but she refused to let go of his neck, which made him remain hovering above her, with her beneath him.
"Is this an invitation?" he asked, but she still didn't leave him.
