Chapter 8: Past and Passion

(Trigger Warning: This chapter contains explicit content and is intended for mature readers.)

"…Once again, thank you all for coming to celebrate with us tonight," Lucas announced in a clear and strong voice. A round of applause followed his heartfelt speech as the party came to an end. 

"Time to go home," he declared once the guests were gone. I automatically let out a yawn. I was so exhausted. They ushered me to their cars. 

I stood staring at the identical black Bentleys I'd never dreamed of touching, talking less of entering before in my life. I backed away. "I'll find my way home," I said.

Liam's grip on my hand tightened. "No way! We can't let you go home alone this late!" He exclaimed.

I had to laugh. "You never cared before. I always find my way home by myself at all hours," I pointed out.

They looked bashful. "That was then. This is now. You can't go anywhere alone from now on," Liam said.