CHAPTER 168: MORALLY DOWNRIGHT.

“Yes Vida, it's me.” He whispered and she snuggled more against him and slept off. Collins tried to put her on his bed a number of times but she would hold on to his neck tighter, whimper almost as if she was begging him not to let her go. He wondered what must have happened to her to make her this sad. He looked at the time and sighed, it was just 8pm in the evening. He climbed onto the bed with Vida in his arms and held her all through the time she slept, eventually falling asleep as well. Vida woke up first and the first thing she saw was her face so close to Collins all she needed to do angle her neck right and their lips will be pressed against each other. She gulped hardly. Her eyes darted around the room and she realized that he must have brought her in when she accidentally fell asleep on his front porch. Her eyes darted to the window, it was still dark outside and from the brightness of the sun, it couldn't be 12am yet. She could still make it back home to avoi