At the end of the alley, they suddenly emerged into open space.
Moonlit Mountain had a pleasant environment, with a blue sky and white clouds. Everything bathed in the afternoon sunlight was beautiful.
"Let's go sit over there," Brendon pulled on her hand leading them towards pavilion atop mountain peak.
Once inside they discovered another couple who were passionately kissing each other making loud smacking sounds indicating how difficult separation between them must have been.
Turning around quickly, Ranita accidentally bumped into Brendon's chest causing ears turn red hot, "Let's just head back!"
Brendon glanced at the young couple and grabbed her hand, pulling her back.
The palms of her hands were warm.
After walking a few steps, Brendon chuckled softly and said, "Are you so nervous that your palms are sweating?"
"No, it's hot," Ranita said in a flat tone, trying to pull her fingers out of his palm. "Don't hold hands."
"The steps here are steep, I'll hold your hand." Without admiring the scenery, they continued down the path. Descending the stairs was hard on their knees and she had injured her ankle before, so walking such a long distance was tiring for her.
"Brendon, I'm a bit tired and want to take a break," Ranita sat on the stone bench by the path, bent over and massaging her calves.
Brendon sat down next to her, his long eyelashes drooping as he watched her pounding her legs. "Are your legs hurting?"
"A bit sour."
"I'll carry you down." The deep voice fell, and a broad back appeared in front of her. The man turned his head and said, "Get on."
Ranita thought to herself, "I am still his legal wife, so carrying me on his back is only natural. Besides, I'm carrying his own child in my belly."
Ranita rested on his back.
His shirt was new, with only the scent of crimson fire sandalwood perfume on it.
Very clean.
And, it was the gift she gave him during new year.
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