Hailey's POV
We stood before our apartment door with him, pausing to unlock it. Having shared dinner with him, smiling like an i***t, I had grown curious about what he was up to. I asked all throughout our meal why he was smiling so much, to which he answered because you make me happy.
Turning away from the door, he caught sight of me. I looked straight into his eyes with my head c****d to the side, wondering what he was up to. It was obvious he had something in mind, but I couldn't tell what.
"Do you trust me?" he asked me out of the blue, only further confusing me. I had no idea what he was thinking, no clue as to what was going on inside that handsome head of his.
"Of course I trust you."
The next thing I knew, I was being thrown over his shoulder like a sack of potatoe
