Chapter 89

MARCUS

I watched Nicole sleep soundly, her head on my chest, with little snores. I chuckled, knowing she was exhausted. I wanted to record how she was snoring on my phone because I knew she was going to argue with me when I told her she was snoring.

However, I decided against it, realizing it would only make her angry.

I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, but it wasn't coming. What Nicole had explained to me still lingered in my mind.

That Zayn guy smelled like trouble.

He clearly knew that Nicole was taken, yet he was adamant about going out with her, to the point that he started following her.

I love Nicole so much, and if anyone tried to mess with her, I would handle the situation.

Gently lifting Nicole off my chest, I laid her properly on the bed. She shifted a bit, and I paused, not wanting to wake her up. Seeing that she had fallen back asleep, I stood up and made my way to the closet.

I needed someone to talk to. Deciding to visit the bar Nicole had mentioned, I remembered the