Take Me Away novel Chapter 94

Fiona quickened her pace, unable to keep the smile off her face. "Don't come near me, Spencer!"

"You tricked me first! I need to get back at you!" Spencer purposely slowed down as he chased after Fiona. "I'm going to catch up with you, you know!"

He was getting closer and closer to her. It didn't take long for him to catch up with her as she wasn't exactly the fastest runner out there. In the next second, he already seized her by the waist.

"Are you sure you still want to run away?" He grabbed her from her back and turned her around. "Hmm, did you just shove a snowball down my clothes? How dare you!"

Lowering her head, she muttered, "I was wrong..."

"It's good that you know you're wrong! Take out the snowball for me! It's still stuffed in my clothes!"

With a trace of guilt on her face, she asked hurriedly, "Where?"

"I don't know." He twisted his body in pain, grimaced. "Hurry up and take the snowball out. Take it out for me now."

Without any hesitation, Fiona reached out and shoved her hand down Spencer's clothes. She couldn't help but be startled by the warmth of his body—a refreshing change to the biting cold winter. Trying to stop herself from blushing, she frowned as she asked, "Where is it? Here?"

Holding back his laughter, he responded, "Fiona, your hand's even colder than the snowball."

"I..." Startled, Fiona hurriedly attempted to withdraw her hand.

Before she could do that, he successfully grabbed her hand in time. "What? You don't want to take the snowball out?"

"But my hand is cold!"

"I know. You can put your hand in my clothes for some warmth!"

Mouth agape, Fiona looked at him in disbelief. 'Spencer, have you lost your mind?' she thought inwardly.

"Fiona!" His face suddenly became very serious. He slowly took Fiona's hand and said, "Do you know what this is?"

Meanwhile, Fiona felt a surge of nervousness in her heart. She hastily moved her hand. "What? I... I didn't touch anything." She blinked in puzzlement.

"Are you sure?" Spencer frowned but there was a faint smile in his eyes. "That's impossible. You are touching my abs!" Fiona's face

suddenly turned red as she froze. 'Well, it feels good.'

"How is it? Does it feel good?" He raised his eyebrows, looking very proud.

"You're crazy!" Fiona said through her teeth as she readied to retrieve her hand.

But he hastily pressed her hand against his body and said, "You haven't found the snowball yet!"

"Snowball? Are you kidding me?" Fiona shouted and struggled. "Let me go! Stop holding my hand!"

Staring at her, he asked in a serious tone, "Fiona, did you have a good time?"

Fiona raised her head slightly. After a short pause, Spencer said, "You should smile like that more often. Look at you, you look like a little girl having the time of her life. If you don't smile, you look old and boring!"

"Like a little girl?" Unfortunately, this didn't go so well with Fiona. Looking visibly displeased, she retorted, "Well,

won't that make you look older?" The expression on his face changed dramatically. "Fiona, if you call me old one more time, I'll make sure you regret it. I'm not old at all! You may be young but that doesn't mean that I'm old! I'm only 26!"

Fiona raised her eyebrows in confusion. "Isn't your birthday the day after tomorrow? You're turning 27 soon!"

His eyes narrowed as he said, "Fiona, you're just getting braver, aren't you? Do you want to see for yourself how powerful I am?"

"No!" She turned her head away and stepped back. "Spencer, let go of my hand!"

"No way!" With that, Spencer leaned forward and fixed his gaze on Fiona.