Luca’s POV
I leaned down and loosened my hold on her hair to slide it down her back, until my hand was gripping her thigh. I did the same with my other hand and once both my hands were on the same spots around her bare thighs – because she was currently in a small skirt, and I lifted her up in a single move.
She was startled at first, a small sound sliding out of her lips as her hands made to grasp at my shoulders, just as I tugged her thighs around my ribs and sides, so she’d be a head higher than I was in this position, and she stared down at me with wide eyes and parted lips, her hands holding tightly to my throat.
It was the first time I was completely lifting her into my arms since we got married and the only question that crossed my mind in the next moment, was the fact that why hadn’t I tried this out since all these while.
She felt really small and weightless in my arms and I held her tightly against me, staring up at her and just watching her. Her eyes fluttered a little and her hands moved a little on my shoulders, and I knew she was finding it really unusual to be the one to be staring down at me, and not the other way round.
“Look at you being all taller than I am,” I started to say in a small voice, feeling my mouth start to tug at yhe corners and I watched as a small shade of red start to make its way into her cheeks, just as she tightened her hold around my neck. There were still traces of tears on her cheeks and I wanted to do nothing but to kiss those traces away.
“Are you alright?” I asked in a low voice and watched as she slid her tongue over her lower lip, and just stared at me without saying a thing. After a few more moments, she shook her head really slowly before starting to speak. “I am.” She replied in a low voice, mouth barely moving. I knew she wasn’t alright like she had claimed, but at least she wasn’t currently crying like she had been doing before.
“Thank you.” She mumbled in a low voice, setting sat me and moving her fingers slowly through the hair which gathered at the lower part of my hair. It was the first time she was running her fingers through my hair and although it wasn’t a really good moment seeing as what has happened before we’ve gotten into this position, it didn’t change the fact that it feels nice to have her fingers move through my hair. I squinted up at her in confusion before starting to speak.
“Huh? Thank you for what?” I asked slowly and watched as she flushed in embarrassment for a moment before starting to speak.
“For listening to me tonight, and for just being this way.” She continued to speak and I felt that part of my heart that had been beating really fast, stern to pimp and thump really hard against my chest, making me pull her even tighter against me, holstering get upwards even more.
“What way?” I asked in a low voice, staring up at her and I watched as she started to worry her teeth over her lower lip for a few seconds before starting to speak.
“Um, just this way, this whole way you act, and how you always treat me right.” She whispered the last word and wouldn’t meet my eyes after that, and I breathed out a small chuckle which made my body shake a little. I tightened my hold around her once again before starting to speak.
“Bunny?” I called out in a low voice after a fleeting second, and she hesitated for a few seconds before turning her head towards my direction to stare down at me, and her lower lip was trapped in between her teeth.
“I’d always treat you right, do you know that?” I started to say and watched as she shook her head in reply after a moment, and I breathed out a small chuckle at that.
“You hungry, bunny?” I asked and I felt her head move on my shoulders in a gesture that signified that she was indeed hungry, which I was pleased about because I wanted her to eat something tonight, after seeing how much she had stressed herself out the night. I started to make my way towards the entrance leading in and out or the balcony. I made my way past the entrance and pushed it shut behind me, pausing to turn the key in it until it was perfectly locked, and then I started to walk through the hallway on the top floor.
“Are you going to put me down?” Sofia’s voice penetrated through my thoughts and I stared up at her in the next moment, I had no idea she had Lifted her head off my shoulder and was staring down at me. I shook my head up at her as I started to slowly and carefully climb down the staircase.
“No, I’m not.” I replied to her and started to make my way down the stairs, and I faintly heard her whisper a quiet ‘oh’ in reply. I turned my head up to face her once I had successfully climbed down the whole stairs before starting to speak.
“Why? Do you want me to put you down?” I asked in a teasing voice after a moment, pausing in my steps to completely focus my gaze and attention on her.
I watched as she started to bite on her lower lip in the next second, before starting to shake her head, just as her hands tightened around my shoulders even more.
“That’s a good thing then, because I don’t want to put you down either.” I said to her and grinned up at her. The bright lights here in the house were luminating her up even more, and I could fully see her face this time, since the bright light was making it so much easier. Her eyes were red rimmed and her there was still traces of tears visible on her cheeks, making me decide to go somewhere else firstly, before making my way to the dining room, where either Matilda or Sarah could see her, and I don’t want any of them to see her with her face looking this way.
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