Come Into My Arms novel Chapter 464

Patrick gave a muffled giggle. "I'm used to the fact that you making trouble for me most of the time."

"Are you sure most of the time?" Amelia asked in a cute tone.

Patrick deliberately taunted her in order to disperse her fear of losing balance. "No? Do you want me to recall the incident of you being kidnapped at the Money Cabinet?"

"No. It's so embarrassing!" Amelia buried her face in his arms. After rubbing her face, she jumped out of them and pointed to the front. She said with a firm look, "Patrick, let's go!"

Amelia felt better after this little drama and she quickened her pace. She did not realize how much time had passed. When she saw sharp tents appeared on the flat ground in front of her, she showed a bright smile.

Amelia reached out to tug at the rope tied around her waist and asked, "Have we arrived yet?"

In order to prevent a similar emergency from happening to her, Patrick found a rope and tied it around their waists for the whole journey. Amelia protested more than once that it would lead to the death of them both together if anything happened. However, Patrick still insisted on doing so.

Amelia felt embarrassed. After all, other hikers relied on their own strength to conquer Mount Logan. However, she was mostly being dragged along by Patrick...

When Patrick felt his waist tightening, he looked at her and said, "Yes, we have arrived, but I don't know if there are any spaces left for us to pitch a tent."

Amelia had a serious expression. The weather in Northville had turned better these few days. It was estimated that a large number of people who had been longing to hike had chosen this time to do it.

Looking at the numerous tents, if they could not find a place to stay there, how would Patrick and her deal with such a cold day?

However, their footsteps never stopped. After they took the last step, they were greeted by a few friendly smiles.

Someone asked, "Hey, bro, are you bringing your girlfriend to watch the sunrise?"

"Yes," Patrick answered softly.

The man looked around and then said to Patrick, "But the spaces have all been taken. Why don't you find someone to share a tent with?" "Sharing tent?" Patrick frowned. Obviously, he did not think it was a good idea.

On the contrary, Amelia suddenly enlightened. Obviously, she thought it was a good idea.

Patrick could sense the excitement in Amelia's intonation and asked her unpleasantly, "Do you want to share a tent with a stranger?"

Amelia said indifferently, "As long as the other party is a woman, it doesn't matter if we sleep together for one night. Many backpackers share rooms when they travel."

"But I..." Patrick pursed his lips, his eyes showing his reservations.

Amelia realized that Patrick was very private and arrogant. How could he tolerate sharing tent with a stranger whom he did not know at all? What was more, the tent was very small, and there might be physical contact.

Meanwhile, a burst of nightly wind whistled over. Other hikers who had enjoyed the night time scenery leisurely went back to their tents, leaving Patrick and her outside in a miserable state.

She sniffed and threw a pitiful look at Patrick. "Mr. Hopper, what's your plan now? Tell me."