'Hold me? Why… Oh, carry?' she thought since she followed his eyes earlier. 'I think that's what he meant.'
"A…alright," Lydia said, thinking that could be better for her foot, since she needs to check how bad it is anyway before using it to walk.
Within a few seconds, she felt Qhah-el's arm slip beneath her knees.
Then the straps of sand on her waist and arms vanished mid-air as he lifted her with one arm with ease.
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'Maybe I should have refused,' Lydia thought as Qhah-el walked towards the chair.
As he moved, his natural scent, combined with faint herbal notes and sweat, teased her nose... and the warmth and firmness of his body against hers made her conscious of how close they were.
Lydia looked at Qhah-el's bluish silver hair. Then her gaze travelled down to his face. Then his broad shoulders.
'This is totally unexpected,' Lydia thought as she turned her gaze to the open door. Her heartbeat thumping louder as her palms grew damp.
