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"Go ahead, and I'll bring in the bags."
Fallon jumps out and pulls up her hood as she walks across the snow. I follow her so I can unlock the door and let Dasher out. Just as she takes the first step, she slips, but I catch her before she busts her ass on the ice.
"Jesus. You okay?" I hold her tight as she finds her footing.
"Yeah, I think so."
"Sorry, I need to salt again."
I keep hold of her, not wanting to let go. "Are you sure you didn't twist or pull anything?"
She looks up at me and licks her lips as if she wants to say something but is holding back.
"No, I'm fine," she bites out, grabbing the rail and moving toward the door.
Once it's unlocked, Dasher flies toward us, and he comes outside with me.
I refuse to make more than one trip, so I haul all ten bags inside. It’s a miracle I don’t fall or drop anything. As soon as I set them on the counter, Fallon helps me unload them.
"So what do you want me to make with those zucchini?"
"Zucchini noodles. They're really good with tomatoes and garlic topped with parmesan cheese," she tells me, which explains the weird food we bought.
"I can make it tonight for you if you want? In fact, why don't you go lie down, and I'll finish here."
"You know how to make it?" she asks, yawning.
"No, but I know how to Google a recipe," I counter.
"Fine. But it's still cold in my room."
Jasper hasn't given me an update yet, so I assume he's still backed up.
"Sleep in mine. I'll build a fire for you, and you'll stay toasty warm."
"Thanks."
She heads upstairs, and I grab a few logs from the living room before meeting her.
Dasher follows and lies next to her on the bed.
"Alright, you should be good for a few hours. I'll wake you for dinner," I tell her, then snap my fingers for Dasher to come.
"He can stay," she murmurs, pulling the covers to her neck.
I arch a brow in surprise. "Okay."
By the time I finish putting away the groceries, my head is spinning. Fallon quickly shut down after talking to so many people, and I can’t help but feel like it’s my fault. We've been in our own little bubble for five days, so I didn't realize she wasn't overly social.
Perhaps a nap and a hot meal will help her recharge and put her in a good mood.
Well...one can hope.
CHAPTERELEVEN
FALLON
I snuggleinto Levi's bed with the scent of him lingering on the blankets and relax. The heat of the fire smothers me in warmth, and I never want to leave this perfect sanctuary.
