Chapter 487: Chapter 487: Different Kind of Ride!
July Quinn’s slightly tipsy eyes seemed to light up at that moment.
"Honey, what are you doing here?"
But Kyle Keaton only glanced at her briefly before saying to the bartender, "A glass of whiskey."
However, his disregard didn’t seem to affect July Quinn’s mood.
You see, she quickly wrapped herself around Kyle Keaton’s long arm, nestling her perfect face on his shoulder.
"Missing me? Honestly, I’m the same—without you, this place feels empty."
July Quinn pointed to her chest, slightly drunk.
Kyle Keaton furrowed his brow and pried her hands off him: "Stop pawing me!"
He wasn’t there specifically for July Quinn.
He was at the bar to discuss business, but then he saw July Quinn there alone.
The key issue was her beautiful face, completely exposed, tempting the other men in the bar.
His instincts told him that if he didn’t step in, this woman would soon be in danger.
So he went over anyway.
No matter how unwilling he was to get involved with this woman who calls him "husband," his body acted against his better judgment and brought him to her side.
But his action of removing July Quinn’s hand seemed to upset her.
"Why the pretense? You didn’t pretend when you wanted me before."
July Quinn once again leaned towards the man, tracing circles on Kyle Keaton’s chest with her finger.
But before she could disrupt him for long, Kyle Keaton caught her finger and said, "Keep it up, and I’ll stop being polite."
After warning her, Kyle Keaton added: "Get lost, this isn’t the place for someone like you."
How many hungry wolves were eyeing her?
But July Quinn couldn’t understand the subtext in Kyle Keaton’s words and felt that after all the things she’d been through, meeting him again had brought only cold sarcasm instead of tender feelings.
Her heart suddenly felt cold.
"If you can’t stand me, then you leave!" She withdrew her finger and downed another shot of spirits.
Kyle Keaton watched her knocking back drinks one after another, feeling a burning anxiety in some part of him.
"What will it take for you to go back home?"
Not even Kyle Keaton knew why he was so bent on sending July Quinn back home.
Aren’t they strangers?
Why did her wellbeing matter so much to him?
But it seemed July Quinn was hurt by him and ignored him, continuing to drink by herself.
Just as Kyle Keaton was feeling a bit lost due to the lack of response, July Quinn, after several shots, suddenly called out with drunken eyes, "Whose house am I? Come and take me home!"
With those words, all the restless men wanted to take action.
If he let July Quinn be taken by these men, even using his toes, Kyle Keaton could predict what would happen next.
So Kyle Keaton couldn’t control himself in the end and grabbed July Quinn’s arm.
"You’re mine, come home with me!"
In the end, July Quinn was taken into Kyle Keaton’s car.
Kyle Keaton thought that sending a drunken person home was a simple matter of dropping them off at their designated place.
Who knew that once the drunk got into the car, she’d start spewing provocative jokes.
"Honey, can you drive?"
"Yes."
"Then I’ll test you, okay? What’s the first thing to do after getting in the car?"
"Put on your seatbelt." Kyle Keaton thought his answer was absolutely right.
Unexpectedly, she immediately negated his answer.
"Wrong, you need to put on a condom."
Kyle Keaton: "..."
Apparently, they were talking about different kinds of rides!