Chapter 99 Corny Love

• "Rafayel!" The protest was a breathless sound, a strangled yelp as he lifted me effortlessly off the ground.
• My cane clattered to the floor, forgotten. I was in his arms, carried bridal-style as if I weighed no more than a feather.
• He simply smiled, a private, possessive twist of his lips. His blue saphire eyes, filled with a dangerous amusement, never left my mortified face. "I know you can walk by yourself. But tonight, let me take you in a more comfortable way."