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He hadn’t even gotten a good look at her ass.
Focus, you dick.
This wasn’t about her ass. It was about her wellbeing and care.
Although there had been a few moments where she’d put off some Little vibes. Of course, that didn’t change anything. She was obviously in a vulnerable state right now. And he would never take advantage.
“I’m so sorry.”
He stared down at her in shock. “What are you sorry for?”
“I know I’m good at pretending that I have everything together and stuff . . .”
Umm. Was she being sarcastic or . . .
“But I don’t. I really, really don’t. I’m terrified of snowstorms, for God’s sake. I mean, you already know that because you had to carry me up the stairs like a baby. And then . . . I wouldn’t let you go even though I nearly peed my pants. How embarrassing would it have been to pee my pants?”
He bit his lip at the horror in her voice. Because now was definitely not the time to smile or laugh.
Even though she was being incredibly adorable and he really wanted to put her in his pocket and carry her around like a doll.
Nope.
You cannot do your over-possessive thing.
While he was responsible for her care . . . he didn’t want to terrify her.
“I’m a total weirdo!”
He frowned. Okay, he really didn’t like that.
She shouldn’t be calling herself names.
“I mean . . . who climbs a man that she barely knows, then makes him carry her to the toilet?” She flung her hands around, nearly whacking his nose. Again.
Right. If he wanted to save himself some bruises, he’d need to calm her down.
“Okay, first of all, I do not like you calling yourself a weirdo.” He carefully gathered up her hands and held them. “Look at me. That’s your next rule. No calling yourself names.”
She frowned at him.
Definitely cute as a button. Or a ladybug.
Now that would be a cute nickname for her.
“Is it just falling snow or snow on the ground that upsets you?”
“Oh. It’s . . . it’s more falling snow,” she whispered. “Although I won’t ever be someone who finds snow beautiful or wants to play in it.”
“All right.” Even if it stopped snowing, there was still her car to sort out. He couldn’t just leave it where it was. He’d need to get it towed to a local garage.
“I really don’t think I need rules,” she told him.
“I think you do. And so far, we have no lying and no calling yourself names.”
“Are these rules just for me?”
“I wasn’t the one calling myself a weirdo.”
