Your father owns some night clubs along with his business partner, Cassius. You’ve met him a couple of times and god, was he such a heart throbber.

You were currently at your father’s club, drinking when you got so drunk you could barely stand. You stumbled out the door, fishing for your car keys when a strong hand came around your waist.

You took in the musky smell of cologne and easily identified the man as Cassius. He spoke in a gentle tone. “Babydoll…I’m driving you home.”