Devin carried her away from the reporters before she could go berserk in front of them. That would be a highlight of tomorrow's news. When she was tearing of both father and daughter's skin alive, he realized something was going wrong with her energy levels. Initially, he dusted off the thought from his brain. But when it started to slowly kick in, he understood that she indeed hit the wine. He couldn't believe she has drunk appeared for the press conference.
"How much did you drink?" He demanded spanking her back, her lithe body was still on his shoulders.
"You meanie. You are bullying me. I thought you are a gentleman." She playfully bit his shoulders. For some reason, she wants to bite him raw. Am I turning into a vampire? But I don't want to.
"Just because I am a gentleman, it doesn't mean I will not spank you." Unlocking the door, Devin positioned her on the seat. "Now tell me how much did you drink?" He muttered putting on the seat belt.
