I wasn't sure how much alcohol he drank. I helped this staggering man downstairs and saw Demi, whom stood at the counter with her hands crossed. ''Do you need my help?''
I shook my head and looked at her. "Has he paid?"
Demi rolled her eyes at me. "That's unnecessary. My bar is going to be his anyway!"
Dylan let his weight on me. I didn't think over what Demi meant, just nodded and brought Dylan out of the bar.
It took me a lot of effort to get him in the car. After getting in, I felt exhausted. My clothes were already wet because of my sweat.
Now I knew what people meant when they said that pregnant women had to be taken care of carefully. Because after just doing what I did, I felt extremely tired.
I looked at the man in the passenger seat. His eyes were closed, and he was no longe
