Hertha squirmed uncomfortably in Spencer's arms, "Spencer, put me down. I can walk on my own."
"You're not wearing shoes, and if you step on something sharp, it's going to hurt like hell. Don't worry, it's just a short walk to the curb where we can hail a cab," Spencer explained his reason for carrying her.
Hertha looked up and saw that the distance from the park to the street was indeed very short. Even with Spencer carrying her, it would only be a few steps.
So, she stopped resisting and let him carry her.
Once they reached the curb and while waiting for a cab, Hertha asked him to put her down.
But Spencer said, “I’d rather keep you up here. I just disinfected your foot, and if you stand on the ground, you might pick up more germs.”
It sounded like a stretch, but she couldn't really argue.
After all, she was the tomboy who never fussed over cleanliness, while he was the suave gentleman who always seemed spotless.
After a short wait, a taxi pulled up. Spencer gently placed Hertha inside before sliding in beside her.
Hertha had wanted to refuse his offer to escort her home, but remembering how he had taken the time to call his boss for leave, she realized that it’s impossible to turn him down.
Soon, they arrived at Hertha's apartment complex.
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