Chapter Seventeen

Erin’s point of view

Once we've both straightened our clothes over, I leave Raul talking with Liam for a few minutes. They make their way outside, and I watch from the doorway. They both seem very serious about something, most probably something to do with work; Liam storms off, and he doesn't seem very happy as he walks away.Raul comes back inside to me,

“Are you ready to head home?” He asks, and I nod my head as I reply, “Yes.”

We walk home hand in hand; well, that's how we ended up anyhow. I think Raul had enough of my slightly drunken stager and decided to keep a firm grip on my hand to keep me walking in a straight path.

“My feet are hurting” I complain,

Raul grins, “I’m not surprised, Erin; how the hell can you even walk in those shoes? I mean, they're hot as fuck like but not the most sensible shoes to wear for work.”

I giggle. “I’m glad you like them…I wore them for you.”

His eyes turn darker than before, as if there is a storm in them, “Oh, yeah and what else did you wear f