Hiding His Son

After a while, Clara noticed that someone on the other side was frequently looking in their direction, but Declan seemed completely indifferent. She nudged Declan. "Declan... wake up, someone..."

Declan did release Clara, his hand originally on her neck, now cradling her face. The pad of his thumb lightly brushed Clara's cheek and said, "Now that you've had alcohol, you can't drive."

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