~ Alina's POV ~
When I walk outside of the club, I see Carter is already waiting for me. And of course, Harvey is waiting too by the black Mercedes, offering me a polite nod as he opens my door.
"Nice to see you again, Harvey," I give him a knowing look.
"Miss Scarlet," he replies politely, giving nothing away. I'm not angry with him, really. He was just doing his job and I know how that feels like.
I slide into the car and Carter joins me in the back seat, smiling. He notices my slight shiver as my bare legs hit the cool leather and he moves closer to me so that our thighs press together as he drapes his jacket around my shoulders and puling me closer into his arms.
"This isn't a date, remember?" I scold, narrowing my eyes at him.
"I know," he replies, making no move to let go of me
