Tyrone's strong arms firmly held her waist and shoulder. The man was a gentleman through and through.
Tyrone whispered, "Tell me where I should drop you off."
He inwardly sighed. The man knew that Rained had completely dragged him into this situation, yet he did it anyway. He frowned a little at the thought that somehow, she knew how to wrap him around her fingers.
Raine chuckled while meeting his intense gaze. "I don't want to go home. Feel free to bring me to your home instead," she whispered before she passed out. Raine finally let herself relax in his presence as her head drooped.
Before she could slip out from his hold, Tyrone quickly made a move. In one swift motion, he lifted Raine and carried her in his arms. He inwardly cursed as he grabbed Raine's keys off her table.
