It took a long journey for Becca and Tommy to arrive at the apartment they lived in. Tommy parked his car in the parking area downstairs. He immediately rushed out and opened the door for Becca. Becca didn't seem used to Tommy's current attitude.
Gently, Tommy put his arm around Becca's waist. Accompany her into the apartment building area and the elevator. The man still hadn't let go of his arm, even when someone got into the elevator on the next floor.
"Let go of me, Tommy," Becca said in a low voice. She elbowed Tommy so that the man would let go of the hug on her waist.
"No," said Tommy, tightening his grip even more.
"Someone's there," Becca whispered. She had to look up to give Tommy a warning look.
"I don't care."
"Tommy, come on."
"I just want to make sure you won't run away from me again, am I wrong?"