“Dance with me,” Vraiden requests, eyes smoldering.
“I’d love to,” I reply, allowing him to pull me in close. We danced together until my feet were numb, the couples around us slowly changing as time passed. Exhausted, I slump against Vraiden, breathing in his cinnamon scent.
His warm breath tickles across my face. “Tired?” he chuckles.
“Mmm-hm,” I mumble, nodding against his chest.
“Come on.” He wraps one arm around my waist for support and begins leading me away. I half close my eyes as we walk, trusting him to guide me safely. I feel my knees give out from under me and wait for the impact but somehow instead of crashing to the floor I am floating. I open my eyes, baffled, and find myself looking right into Vraiden’s shining blue eyes- a flicker of amusement apparent within their depths. It takes me a moment to realize he is carrying me and then I try, in earnest, to get him to put me down. “No,” he replies with a shake of his head.
“Vraiden, put me down!”
“No. I’m perfectly capable of carrying you.”
“And I’m ‘perfectly capable’ of walking,”I reply stubbornly.
“Princess, I hate to say this but, you can’t even stand up by yourself. Now be quiet- you’re ruining the moment.”
“What moment?” I ask confused.
He flashes a dazzling smile. “The one where I get to be the chivalrous gentleman helping out the poor little damsel in distress….”
“I’m not a da—”
“Just humor me,” he cuts in with a roll of his eyes.
“Fine,” I reply crossly as I relax back into his arms, “but you better not drop me. Or expect any ‘favors’ in return.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it. Besides, you don’t look like you have the kind of energy it would require to do me a ‘favor’,” he responds with a smirk, making me blush.
“I’d love to,” I reply, allowing him to pull me in close. We danced together until my feet were numb, the couples around us slowly changing as time passed. Exhausted, I slump against Vraiden, breathing in his cinnamon scent.
His warm breath tickles across my face. “Tired?” he chuckles.
“Mmm-hm,” I mumble, nodding against his chest.
“Come on.” He wraps one arm around my waist for support and begins leading me away. I half close my eyes as we walk, trusting him to guide me safely. I feel my knees give out from under me and wait for the impact but somehow instead of crashing to the floor I am floating. I open my eyes, baffled, and find myself looking right into Vraiden’s shining blue eyes- a flicker of amusement apparent within their depths. It takes me a moment to realize he is carrying me and then I try, in earnest, to get him to put me down. “No,” he replies with a shake of his head.
“Vraiden, put me down!”
“No. I’m perfectly capable of carrying you.”
“And I’m ‘perfectly capable’ of walking,”I reply stubbornly.
“Princess, I hate to say this but, you can’t even stand up by yourself. Now be quiet- you’re ruining the moment.”
“What moment?” I ask confused.
He flashes a dazzling smile. “The one where I get to be the chivalrous gentleman helping out the poor little damsel in distress….”
“I’m not a da—”
“Just humor me,” he cuts in with a roll of his eyes.
“Fine,” I reply crossly as I relax back into his arms, “but you better not drop me. Or expect any ‘favors’ in return.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it. Besides, you don’t look like you have the kind of energy it would require to do me a ‘favor’,” he responds with a smirk, making me blush.