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“You think she’s safe?” I asked, wrapping my arms tightly around Mandy’s warm little body.

“Yeah. Carson is a big sweety.”

“Will she need a ride home with us?”

“Nope. Carson said he would take her home.”

“We done here?”

“I think so, sexy butt,” she said then giggled.

“Sexy butt?”

“Yep, I saw it earlier and you’ve got a great ass, mister. I give it a twelve out of ten.”

I shook my head and led us out the front door.

Once we were safely in the Volvo, I had to help her put her seatbelt on. As soon as she was safely secured, she started to slump to the left, her eyes closing. A soft snore escaped her mouth just as I started the car.

Well shit, there went my good night kiss.

Pulling up in front of her house, I tried to wake her but she just moaned something about Brett, me, having a really good smile. I smiled and then walked around the car and opened the door.

She was out like a light, and it was going to look really bad no matter what I did.

I unbuckled her belt and lifted her up in my arms. God, she really was a small little fairy. I easily carried her up her drive and then lightly knocked on the door with one hand.

Her father was about as tall as I was but set with more muscle gone to fat than anything else. He opened the door and looked a bit mad until he realized I was holding his daughter in my arms. He frowned at me but ushered me in.

“What in the world is going on, Brett?” he asked, going from a little mad to straight up pissed.

“Truthfully?” I asked.

“Yes.”

“She did about three jello shots before I had a chance to warn her off. But she had a good night with her friend, and I made sure to watch over Mandy so nothing bad happened.”

“Did you drink anything?”

“No, sir.”

“Why?”

“Because I was driving, sir. I would have probably drunk something if I hadn’t been driving, but I wouldn’t have allowed myself to get as drunk as Mandy. I don’t like that feeling at all. Sir?”

“Yes, Brett?”

“Can I put her down? She’s getting a bit heavy.”

He frowned deeply at me but I think it was more to himself, really. Nodding, he said, “Let’s put her up in her room. Kitty will get her ready for bed.”

He led me up the stairs before loudly calling for Mandy’s mom. “Kitty, I need your help.”

It was a bit surreal walking behind her father, especially when she opened her eyes for a moment and looked at me. “You’re so hot!” she exclaimed then fell back to snoring.

I couldn’t help the loud snort of laughter I let out, and as we walked into her room I could see her father’s shoulders shaking slightly and his head appeared to be shaking. Gently laying her down, I risked a quick kiss to her forehead before standing up and following her dad out of the bedroom, passing her mom on the way down the stairs.

Her dad reached out, and I shook his firm hand. Maybe he was stronger than I originally thought, but he didn’t do any of that high school bullshit, trying to break my hand or anything like that. He just firmly grasped my hand and nodded his head. “Thank you for looking after


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