Love in Disguise
I stammered, stepping back quickly.
"No problem," he replied, brushing off the moment as if it hadn't happened.
I drew back as I tried to take a step, the pain in my ankle stopping me. Charles crouched down, examining my foot. "You're limping," he observed.
"It's fine," I said stubbornly, but he wasn't convinced.
"Hop on," he said, turning around and bending slightly.
"What? No way!" I protested. "That's an order," he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument.
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