After attending the evening party, Bella Scott was too tired to move.
Seeing her languid appearance, Edward Anderson simply picked her up horizontally, feeling no impropriety in doing so.
Although Bella was used to being high-profile, she still couldn't handle being held like this by Edward in public.
"Put me down, I can walk myself," she whispered, noticing someone sneaking pictures of her and Edward.
"I enjoy holding you," Edward hated that he couldn't tell the whole world that Bella was his woman.
Bella struggled in vain and eventually let him have his way.
It wasn't the first time he acted ostentatiously, and she should be used to it by now. Perhaps in the future, he would occasionally do something even more surprising.
She didn't really want to walk either, and being pampered wasn't so bad.
So, she leaned contentedly in his arms, "Where are you taking me now?"
