Chapter 61: Sleep

“I can carry that” I snapped, trying to grab my bags from Nicholas, but he smoothly dodged my attempts, keeping them just out of reach.

Turning his attention to Clifford, Nicholas gave him a nod.

Clifford respectfully bowed before following Layla and Gayle, leaving Nicholas and me alone.

As I watched Layla, Gayle, and Clifford leave, unease settled within me. I don't want to be left alone with him for the time being. And why does he always seem to be on my business every day?

I turned to Nicholas, irritation clear in my tone. "I can manage on my own, you know."

"I know, but it's late," he replied calmly, taking my wrist gently but firmly, and leading me toward his waiting car.

I looked at his hand on my wrist, contemplating whether to pull my hand or not. But his skin was warm and oddly soothing so I allowed myself to feel it for a moment longer. Just for a moment.

I found myself walking beside him towards the car.

As we moved towards the car, Nicholas broke the silence, "So, how was