Chapter 29. So Sweet

Drake’s POV

Before I could delete any of that rambling mess, I had pressed send. She wasn’t even here and I was already losing my cool. What the hell is wrong with me?

DRAKE: I’m sorry, ignore that.

Her reply came just as I pressed send.

LYNN: you wouldn’t mind? I’m exhausted and Luis doesn’t seem to want to leave just yet.

Shit. She actually wants me to come and get her. Perhaps we’re still playing this game. Well, don’t mind if I fucking do.

DRAKE: send me the address. Grabbing my keys now.

I had never jumped up from my couch as fast as I just had in my life. Excitement was coursing through my veins and even though I was literally just picking her up to bring her home, it didn’t matter, I still get to see her.

My phone dinged the moment my feet slid into my shoes and my hand was on the front door. She sent me the address and I knew exactly where that neighborhood was. It was one of the rich, posh ones that some of my directors