Camila and Connor made their way to the foyer to change shoes. Camila grabbed a pair of high heels to slip into.
As soon as she put them on and took a couple of steps, her legs gave way, and she quickly grabbed Connor’s arm. “Ugh, my legs are so sore!”
“What’s up?” Connor immediately supported her.
Camila shot him an annoyed glance. “My legs feel like jelly…”
Connor, feeling a bit guilty, gently massaged her thighs. “Forget the heels.”
“I didn’t bring any sneakers,” she replied.
“Then let’s just stay in. I don’t want you to fall.” Connor bent down, scooping her up in his arms, and headed toward the couch.
Camila, taken by surprise, clung to his shoulders. “No way, I want to go out. I can walk.”
Connor paused, looking down at her. “You sure you want to go out?”
Camila nodded.
“There’s a mall downstairs; we can buy some sneakers,” Connor said with a resigned sigh.
Camila’s lips curled into a smile as she gave him a quick kiss on the chin.
Connor tightened his hold, his voice dropping to a playful growl. “Behave, or we might change our plans.”
His gaze drifted toward the bedroom. Camila immediately shut her mouth, not daring to say another word.
Connor chuckled softly, carrying her back to the foyer and removing her high heels. “What are you doing?” Camila asked, a bit wary.
“Putting on some hotel slippers,” he said, sliding the slippers onto her feet.
Camila looked down at the hotel slippers, frowning. “No way, it’s weird to go out in these.”
“You’ve got two choices: I carry you downstairs, or you wear the slippers,” Connor said firmly.
“Slippers, slippers, slippers!” Camila quickly patted his arm, wriggling out of his embrace. Being carried princess-style all the way to the mall would definitely attract more stares than wearing hotel slippers.
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