He swoops me out of the seat and cradles me, full bridal style, adding to the crowd’s excitement. I tap on his shoulder. “Umm, Declan?” “What?” His eyes soften. “You’re supposed to carry me into the house, not out of here.” He sighs like I’m the biggest inconvenience in the world. “You couldn’t walk a straight line out the door in flats, let alone in those shoes.”
