I didn’t have time to ask him to clarify, though, because the next thing I knew he was in front of me, reaching back, grabbing my thighs, and hefting me up onto his back. I sucked in a breath, my feet lifting off the ground, and I hurriedly circled my arms around his neck so I wouldn’t fall. “I can walk faster,” I told him. “I can. I didn’t mean—” “Shut up and hold me tight.” Okayyyy. I locked my arms around his neck. “Tighter,” he bit out. “Like in the closet the other night.” I smirked but he couldn’t see it.
