LYANNA'S POV
I let out a sigh and snuggled into Xander's chest as he carried me up the stairs to our bedroom.
"You know, I still have my legs intact, Xander. I can afford to walk up the stairs myself," I grumbled, even as I snuggled deeper into him, taking a long whiff of his scent and allowing it to calm me all the way from the inside out.
"I know," Xander said simply, causing me to frown.
"Well, then, let me down, Xander. I told you I was fine."
Xander sighed. "How many times have you asked since we stepped out of the car, Lyanna?"
I shrugged. "I don't know, Xander. Five, ten, a hundred, how would I know?"
He chuckled. "Well, what did I say all the times you asked?"
"You said no," I replied, and he nodded.
"Exactly, Lee. My answer hasn't changed. It's still a no. Now be quiet an
