Later, Katherine was finally aware of that she was getting drunk.
She stopped immediately, waving her hand. “Nah, nah, I drank too much.”
Hector nodded in agreement. “True.”
It’s not a good idea to get drunk here.
Katherine got to her feet. “I gotta go home, it’s not safe for me to stay outside now that I’m drunk.”
Waddling though she was, Katherine was still cautious of her own safety.
Hector grabbed his guitar, walked out the bar holding Katherine.
The two of tow got in Hector’s car.
Katherine dozed off when she got in the car.
She reclined against the seatback, her face red.
Hector felt some type of way about Katherine’s trust for him. She had told him so much, and drank so
much.
She never thought about what if he had some ill intention.
Hector started the car drove to Katherine’s house.
It was already late when they got there.
Marshall was still up in the sofa and had switched channel countless times.
His patience wore off as time went by.
Finally he heard a vehicle coming as light flashed by.
He stood up in an instant.
Hector parked his car right outside the yard.
Katherine was sound asleep.
Hector had tried to wake her twice but all failed.
At the end, he had no choice but to hug Katherine out of the car.
First time holding a girl. Hector was surprised to find how light a girl could be.
He lowered his head to look at Katherine, who was totally unconscious. If she was found by someone
crooked, things could be terrible.
Marshall exited the house when Hector had just stepped in the yard.
His face was a gloom.
He demanded. “Let me.”
Hector did not obey, “Just get in there first.”
He bypassed Marshall and entered the house.
It’s his first time visited Katherine’s home. The decoration was mellow, he had to admit.
Marshaled walked. This time, he didn't say anything but just took Katherine from Hector in a
domineering way.
He headed upstairs while saying. “Close the door when you leave, ant the gate outside too.”
Hector stood where he was, watched as Marshall vanished at the corner of the stair with Katherine in
his arm, and then turned to leave.
Marshall held Katherine to her room and just threw her on the bed.
Katherine’s body bounced as she hit the bed, but somehow the impact did not wake her.
She only muttered, rolled over, and sank in sleep.
The smell of beer clinging on her made Marshall wanted to just leave the room, but with only two steps,
he stopped.
His obsession of cleanliness was making tickling him inside.
He could not tolerate such scene in his sight.
Struggling, he finally whirled back and helped Katherine sit up. “Wake up, take your clothes.”
So deep in sleep Katherine was that there’s no way that Marshall could wake her.
Marshall took a deep breath and then took off Katherine’s clothes.
He then turned to find Katherine her pajamas. When he found the pajamas, he looked at stretching out
on the bed.
He could not help but went in the bathroom and put water in the bathtub.
Standing by the bathtub, he watched as the water went up.
He had no idea what he was doing.
His sanity told him that he should just leave her be.
But in reality, he filled the tub, held Katherine and put her in it.
He did not take off her underwear and just put her in like this.
Katherine felt the water as she was laid down in the tub.
Sleepily, she opened her eye. She could still recognize Marshall. “It’s you. I’m home?”
Marshall was sullen. “Yeah, you’re home, and I’m serving you again.”
Katherine closed her eyes and smiled goofily. “Then I have nothing to worry about.”
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