Chapter 6. How About Driving Me Home?

Selene wasn’t fond of intoxicated men. In fact, she detested them. Her father often consumed alcohol and would cry bitterly alone when drunk. She felt she grew somber and depressed about this behavior.

But obviously, Clint Denovan held it together much better than her father. Clint was not rowdy or depressed. Maybe he drank for socializing rather than for his mood.

After a while, Clint finally awoke and got out of the car. “Thank you, Selene. You should take my car with you. It’s not safe for you to go home alone this late. I will come to pick it up tomorrow.”

His voice sounded weary as if he was about to fall over and pass out at any second.

Seeing Clint staggering towards his apartment, Selene thought for a while, then finally decided to get out of the car and went after him.

She grabbed his arm and said. “Mr. Denovan, you’re too drunk. I’ll help you get into your apartment.”

Clint looked hazily and smiled. “Thank you.”

She helped h