"Hey... no... I can walk... and... we're in public," Evelyn protested, her voice dropping to a desperate whisper as Hayden effortlessly lifted her into his arms.
Her struggles were useless against his firm hold. She wasn't weak, but compared to him, she may as well have been weightless. He walked with purpose, his strong arms wrapped around her securely as if she were something fragile—something he wouldn't dare let go of.
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