"Alright, alright, I won't force you. I'll wait until you've figured things out!"
"Naomi… Naomi…"
"Naomi Shaw!"
Unfortunately, she didn't react. Her drunken behavior was just as well-behaved and quiet as when she was sober. No matter how much he desired her, he couldn't force himself on a woman who was dead drunk.
But it was actually a good thing she got herself this drunk. At least she wouldn't be thinking about leaving tonight. Even if they didn't do anything, just holding her for a night would be nice.
After Julian Donovan finally got Naomi Shaw settled and then took care of his own problem, he went downstairs for dinner as if nothing had happened. The two little ones had already finished eating. Dylan, acting like a little adult, was gently wiping Joy's hands with a wet wipe. Seeing only Julian come down, he couldn't help but frown. "Where's my mom?"
"She's asleep!"
