She knew for sure that he was still a few good steps away from her when she looked back earlier. Yet before she knew it, he was already towering over her from behind, which threw her completely off guard.
"Y-You..." Cassidy breathed out as she got embraced from the back, recoiling in chagrin at their intimate contact.
"You freaking cheater! That's not fair!"
"It's unfair that I was born with longer legs than yours?" Adrian retorted with a teasing smirk before pulling her closer to his c.h.e.s.t.
"No! The way you sped up your counting, you idiot!"
"I don't remember laying out a rule on how exactly I should count."
"Well then, I also don't remember agreeing to this deal of yours. So, I'm going!"
"The moment you ran you already did."
"But it's you who made me!"
"Doesn't change the fact that you ran."
Despite her will, Adrian only continues to lock Cassidy in his arms. He tightens his grip just a bit as soon as she starts squirming around to break free. But then, it ends up to be just tight enough to make her want to throw up again.
She leans forward and makes a gurgling noise for a second, but nothing comes out. Instead, she only feels a little more lightheaded and abruptly staggers.
"Oh no, I'm so sorry!" Adrian apologized frantically before loosening his grasp around her middle.
However, that turns out to be a wrong move.
Cassidy almost lurches to the side the moment Adrian tries to release her. Before she does so, though, he hastily catches her and encloses her in his arms once more. She then leans back against his c.h.e.s.t in return, heaving a sigh in exhaustion at the same time.
"Seriously, now... You're really going to bed," Adrian sternly muttered as he picked her up and carried her bridal-style, intently peering down at her all the while.
Cassidy decided not to fight back anymore as she already felt herself draining out of energy at this point. She thought for certain that she's still sober, but it seemed like that only lasted for a brief moment. With that, she just shuts her eyes closed and lets him carry her limp body.
"Hey, bossman..." she called out to him weakly.
"What kind of good demon is possessing you this time?"
"Huh?" he blurted out in surprise and confusion.
"You should have just let me be. Knowing you, you would've been extremely miffed at this point. Just what got you doing this even after I puked on your shirt?"
"Seemed like you weren't actually listening to me when I was talking earlier."
"You said something?"
At the last minute, Adrian abandoned the idea of taking Cassidy back to her bedroom again. Instead, he went to the sofa in the living room and gently laid her down there. There's more space to breathe and a cooler temperature down here, which
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