VALERIA

He simply carried me princess-style from the bed, and no matter how much I told him I could walk on my own, it went in one ear and out the other.

"Hold on tight," he ordered when I didn’t know how to position myself against his solid chest.

Hesitantly, I raised my hands and wrapped them behind his strong neck.

"Closer. Am I that unpleasant to you?" He shot me a cold glare that could kill, and I shook my head frantically, like a doll with a loose spring.

My fingers laced behind his neck.