"I..." In the darkness, the woman's face started to flush. At that moment, Cherise was grateful that they were in the dark. Otherwise, Damien would tease her if he saw her blushing cheeks...
The woman's coy voice brought a faint smile to Damien's face. He raised his hand to hold hers. "Are you scared?"
"Mm." Cherise pursed her lips. "Actually, I'm not afraid of the dark." Her voice trembled slightly. "The sound earlier just… startled me."
Damien chuckled softly. He let go of her hand and crouched down. "I'll carry you."
Cherise's face flushed a crimson red. "No need. Just hold my hand."
"That's inconvenient." The man's deep voice was affectionate. "It's easier for me to carry you."
Cherise stood rooted to the spot and didn't move.
"Cherise."
"Hmm?"
"Are you feeling shy?"
Cherise was dumbstruck.
"We've been married for a while. It's not the first time I've carried you." The man's soothing tone made Cherise sigh before she cautiously climbed onto his back.
As Damien carried her, one hand supported her lower body while the other held a flashlight. He went down the stairs carefully.
"Am I heavy?" Cherise asked tentatively with flushed cheeks upon hearing the man's slightly labored breathing.
"Yes." The man smiled lightly. "I'm carrying the entire world on my back. Of course, you're heavy."
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