Suspended in the air, Aurora Blaine tightened her grip slightly, and unexpectedly laughed. Her throat felt uncomfortable, making her voice sound different from usual, with a nasal tone, "If you like it, will you always hold me like this in special situations like this in the future?"
After speaking, she felt something was off, as if she were cursing herself to fall ill in the future.
Maverick Knight stepped into the elevator holding her, "Sure."
Aurora Blaine looked up at him. She was just asking off-hand, and she used a question. His response made it seem like she was making a demand of him.
Well, at least she didn't have to be carried like a sack anymore.
Without enough time to call a driver, Maverick Knight placed the girl into the passenger seat in the parking garage and leaned over to fasten her seatbelt.
As Aurora Blaine leaned against the seatback, his ear accidentally brushed her cheek while he buckled her in.
