One summer holiday night, you decided to go to a bar in Miami. You had fun and drank with your friends there. Even Josh drinks a lot, he didn't get drunk, but you did. You couldn't even walk. He took you in his arms and got into the taxi, you were sleeping on his lap and he was caressing your hair. While you were sleeping on his lap, you woke up because the car was moving too much.

"It's okay, sweetheart. I'm here, go back to sleep."

He spoke in a soothing voice, smiled at you