Chapter 92

"You're drunk. Let's just go home," Lucian said, grabbing Natalie's hand to stop her. "Carmen said… The fun's always somewhere else. Why would I go home?" Natalie lunged at him, and before he could react, she pressed a kiss against his throat. Raymond glanced in the rearview mirror and froze when he saw Natalie sprawled over Lucian. "Mr. Payne… Do you need help?" he asked cautiously. "Get out. Now!" Lucian barked. "Fine, I'll take a cab. You keep the car," Raymond said, undoing his seatbelt and pushing open the door. Before stepping out, he added, "I'll have it detailed first thing in the morning…" "Scram," Lucian snapped, flinging a cushion at him. "The ones out there always look better than what you've got at home…" Natalie mumbled dreamily. "Come on, handsome… Let me get some inspiration…" She grabbed the front of Lucian's white shirt and yanked hard. With a sharp rip, several buttons popped loose at once. Outside, Raymond clicked the key fob, flipping on the interior light