Chapter 71 A Bridal Carry
“Okay, then. I apologize for saying that.”
When Sophie and Tristan left Nocturnal, it was raining heavily outside.
“What awful weather!”
It was pouring, so even if the valet were to drive the car over, they would still be drenched when they walked the short distance.
Sophie rubbed her arms, for it was still rather chilly in Jipsdale in November. There was heating in the bar earlier, so she didn’t feel it.
Right then, however, she was really cold.
Seeing that, Tristan removed the suit jacket from her waist and draped it over her shoulders.
Thus, his jacket enveloped her, covering even her bottom.
“What should we do now?”
“How about going back into the bar first? If you don’t like to hang out with them, we can get a private room for ourselves.”
“No, I don’t have any issue hanging out with them.”
Felix and the others aren’t the hateful kind of people.
“Okay.”
Tristan didn’t ask further, for the person speaking was Sophie, and he respected her decision no matter the choice.
“Oh well, let’s just take shelter here for a while.”
There were quite a number of people taking shelter from the rain in front of Nocturnal then. Sophie hadn’t experienced that in a long time, so she found it rather intriguing.
“Are you cold?” she asked Tristan. He’s only wearing a shirt at the moment, so he’s probably freezing!
“Nope.”
Tristan, on the other hand, turned his gaze to her fair legs. I think she’s cold instead.
He then made a call and had the driver bring them an umbrella.
As the crowd grew, it became increasingly packed.
Some couples were already hugging, and others were even kissing.
To protect Sophie from being jostled, Tristan kept her in his embrace.
His chin came to just above the top of her head.
Such a posture was exceedingly intimate, with his warm breath tickling the top of her head.
Suddenly, someone jostled Tristan. He inched forward a fraction, upon which both their bodies plastered together.
“Uh…”
Sophie abruptly felt that it wasn’t a wise decision to take shelter with him under the eaves.
At that precise moment, the driver came with the umbrella.
The car was parked there, but the rain was coming down in torrents, so the curb was already flooded.
“I’ll carry you over.”
“No, it’s okay. I can walk over by myself.”
“You’ll ruin your shoes.”
Sophie initially wanted to say that she didn’t mind, but Tristan had already scooped her up.
Meanwhile, the driver opened an umbrella for her.
“I’ll carry her instead, Mr. Tristan!” he offered. How could I have Mr. Tristan doing such a thing?
“What did you just say?”
Glimpsing the look in Tristan’s eyes, the driver immediately shook his head and pretended that he didn’t say anything earlier.
“Oh my God, a bridal carry! Look, that’s the ideal boyfriend! In comparison, you aren’t even willing to carry me.”
“Look at his girlfriend first. She’s as beautiful as a goddess!”
“What do you mean by that?” The girl pinched her boyfriend’s ear.
In response, the boy took her hand at once.
“No, no, you’re my goddess instead!”
When Tristan carried Sophie over, the driver promptly opened the car door.
After placing her in the car, Tristan took the umbrella from him. He closed it before climbing into the car.
It only took seconds, but his shirt was all drenched.
“How about I return your suit jacket to you?”
However, Tristan stilled her hand that moved to doff the jacket.
“I’m fine, so just continue wearing it.”
The driver got into the car and turned on the air-conditioning in the car.
“Where are we going now, Mr. Tristan?”
“Drive Ms. Tanner home.”
“Your shirt is dripping water!” Sophie pointed at Tristan’s shirt.
At that, Tristan moved to the side slightly.
“Now, it won’t drip on you.”
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