Good At Making Excuse

Dominic stepped faster when he saw Caspian who was about to put Lyra's body into the car. When it's close enough,

"Caspian," he called out to the man and pats his shoulder quite tightly on purpose.

Caspian immediately turned back. Then put on a face pretended to be surprised. "Sir Atreo?" called him politely. He put on a smile.

"Sir, you are not home yet?" asked Caspian in lip service. Lyra still closed her eyes. All this time, she had been trying to hold back the smile that was about to come. It felt great knowing Dominic had come straight to intercept Caspian. She clearly knew what the man was thinking.

'He's so cute,' said Lyra to herself.

"You alone?" instead of answering. Dominic even asked back. The man's gaze stared straight at Caspian. Then turned to Lyra.

"That woman, is she passed out?"

Caspian lowered his head to look at Lyra. She still rested her head against his broad chest. Instantly Caspian smiled.

"Ah, yes. She'