I didn't speak anymore as he grabbed my waist and guided me to where his car was.

　　Disappointing. I no longer should have followed him. My behavior seems disappointing.

　　"Uh, don't worry, next time I won't follow you," I said in a low voice as he held my waist and opened his car for me. I was even more nervous when he rubbed my waist tightly.

　　"Even if you follow me, Ava, it's fine with me. You are my woman. You have the rights." His voice was still ...