When I looked out of the corner of my eye, I found that he was gone.
I was relieved. After a while, I took my bag and planned to leave early.
I had accidentally drunk some wine and didn't know how strong it was.
I couldn't hold my liquor well. I had to go home before the alcohol effects kicked in.
As I walked from the private room to the front door of the karaoke bar, the alcohol had already kicked in, and I had a headache.
I leaned against a pillar and waited for the designated driver.
A few minutes later, a dark green car stopped in front of me.
Cars with a dark green color were very rare, and the car shape was very similar to that of mine.
Feeling dizzy, I opened the door and got in the car.
My world was spinning. I leaned against the window and closed my eyes to rest without talking to the driver.
He said nothing either, and it was very quiet in the car.
Soon, my phone rang, which broke the silence. I put it on speaker and answered the call.
"Ms. Austin, this is the designated driver. I'm here at Paradise Karaoke Bar. Where are you?"
"I..."
My drowsy head suddenly cleared up for a moment. I looked up at once and met the familiar yet strange eyes in the rearview mirror.
I was in the wrong car!
I looked away in a panic. Through the car window, I saw someone holding up a phone and looking around at the door of Paradise Karaoke Bar.
I wanted to get out of the car, but in the next second, the door was locked, and I couldn't open it.
He doesn't want me to get out?
I tilted my head and looked at him with dissatisfaction.
"Wait."
After saying that, Shane got out of the car.
I didn't know what he said to the designated driver through the car window. He glanced in my direction and paid the driver with his phone. Then the driver left happily.
The car door slammed shut, and Shane was back in the car. I felt the chilly and desolate autumn breeze.
"Why won't you let me out? Why did you get rid of my designated driver?"
I asked discontentedly.
Shane tilted his head to look at me. For some reason, the corners of his eyes turned red.
What he said was very harsh.
"Don't you know how much you can drink? Do you want the designated driver to take you home while holding you in his arms when you're drunk?"
I choked on his words and didn't know what to say.
When I was with him, I pulled out a lot of tricks just to be more intimate with him.