You can run, but you can't hide.

After changing into his dry clothes. Erin was escorted to the car by Marc himself.

"Don't let him wander off anywhere. Especially with other guys," it threw a darting look in his direction. Dylan could only hide his smile while his boss gave its strict orders to take Erin home.

"Sure thing,"

As if mandating its bodyguard wasn't enough. It even stuck its head on the backseat window just so it could say something.

"Wait for me there, We'll have a lot to discuss later."

Both Dylan and Andrew gave him that, "You're dead" look after.

***

"What exactly did I do this time?" he asked Dylan as the car was already on the road.

"You really don't know?"

He slowly shook his head.

"Have you heard the phrase, don't play with fire or you'll definitely get burned? That's exactly what you're doing right now."

His eyebrow basically formed a knot.

"What do you mean?"