Sneaked out without permission

Dylan Scott.

It was Dylan Scott.

I opened my mouth to ask him something but he suddenly placed his index finger on his lips, gesturing me to stay quiet and I did.

I slowly tilted my head to a side and with the corner of my eyes I saw those three well built men turning around and walking on the opposite direction of the road.

Again I sighed.

I glanced up at Dylan, whose one arm was still around my shoulders, his grey beautiful eyes calm and staring at the narrow road ahead of us. His jet black hair, slightly messy making him look more hotter. His prominent jaw covered with a slight stubble and his face was all calm and beautiful.

Your staring at him for too long..

I tore my gaze away from him as I felt my heart skipping a beat. He removed his hand off of me as we reached a black sleek expensive looking car. He opened the passenger door for me to get in.

Oh! What a gentleman..

I gave him a subtle smile before getting inside the car. He got seated in the driver seat as he revved the engi