She playfully pinched his abs, "You're so naughty! Don't defend Samuel, he really needs a lesson!"
"I'm just worried that if I step in, I might get on the wrong side of your parents."
"Ha, don't worry about it." Xanthea rested her chin on his firm chest, flashing him a radiant smile, "If he dares to bully me, my mom and dad will have your back!"
Orion looked at her beautiful, radiant face, unable to contain the deep longing he had felt for the past week. His eyelashes fluttered, and he leaned in, about to steal a kiss.
But suddenly, Xanthea turned her face away.
Nearby, a Ferris wheel that had been slowly turning in the night came to a stop, and an operator with a key came over to open the door.
She pointed excitedly, "Orion, someone's opening it! You didn't arrange this in the middle of the night, did you?"
"Yep."
Orion lifted her in his arms and headed for the glass cabin.
"Hey, put me down, people will see."
She shyly burrowed into his embrace, fearful of being seen.
"It's okay. The door's closed now."
The Ferris wheel started moving again, the glass cabin slowly ascending. Orion sat down with her in his lap, and just as she attempted to hop off, he firmly held her in place, securing her at his waist, immobilizing her.
"Orion, what are you doing?"
This mischievous position made her think of naughty things. And his slightly hoarse voice seemed to confirm her thoughts, "Can't stand being apart from you, not even for a second."
Xanthea couldn't help but laugh, now convinced he really missed her, sticking to her like a little kid.
"Aren't we together now?"
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