Until Now. Kayla Perrin

      Then Marshall pulled Tamara’s delicate body onto his lap and secured his arms beneath her legs and around her shoulders. He began to walk with her toward the establishment’s main doors, garnering some stares from a few people nearby.

      Marshall grinned at an older couple and said, “Don’t worry, folks. I’m a police officer. I’m making sure that this young lady here gets home.”

      “Is she okay?” the older man asked.

      “Yes,” Marshall answered. “Just a little too much to drink. Nothing a night’s rest won’t cure.”

      As he looked down at the sleeping beauty in his arms, he thought again about the way she had kissed him.

      And how he was very much looking forward to doing it again.