He steadied her and gently cautioned, “Rosalynn, sit still. Or I'LL kiss you."

Rosalynn paused, tears welling in her beautiful eyes.

She pushed him away while wiping her mouth.

“Jerk! I don't want your kiss. You placed those lips on someone else.

It makes me sick!"

Her resentment was palpable.

However, ever since he confessed his feelings, he had stayed faithful to her.

Brian's breathing grew heavier. Observing her actions, he clenched his teeth and said firmly, "Then stay seated, or else we'll have a problem."

Rosalynn turned her gaze away from Brian as he shut the door and took his place in the driver's seat. A pout formed on her Lips.

“Brian, why do you always have to upset me?"

Starting the car, Brian sighed as he saw the softer side of Rosalynn that was so rarely revealed.

He reached over, gently tucking a stray lock of her hair behind her ear, then drove off without another word.

The journey was smooth and uneventful.

As the effects of the alcohol weighed heavily on her, Rosalynn's eyes gradually slid shut, and she succumbed to sleep.

The flickering lamplight outside the car cast a gentle glow on her face, underscoring her serene disposition.

Brian drove at a measured pace until they reached their community gate.

Rosalynn was still fast asleep. Brian took his jacket from the back seat and stepped out of the car. He draped the jacket over Rosalynn and carefully lifted her from the seat.

Rosalynn instinctively curled her arms around his neck. Her eyelashes fluttered, as though she was on the verge of waking up.

“Easy now," Brian soothed her in a hushed voice.

"We're heading home."

Perhaps his voice was lulling enough, for Rosalynn's eyes closed once more.

She shifted slightly and was asleep again in no time.