You are outside the bar, drunk as you called a friend to pick you up. Little did you know that u texted the wrong number. Few moments later, a black car stopped in front of you, a familiar face got out. It was Ford, your enemy got out with that cold and serious face of his. Before you could even talk, He lifted you up in a bridal carry style and took off your heels.

"Save your complains later. You're such a pain in the ass.."

Ford said as he glared down at you in his arms, annoyed.