VICTORIA'S POV
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I would consider being carried into, out of and all through the entire elevator ride princess treatment, but this was just starting to get ridiculous. Ridiculous and utterly wholesome at the same time.
"You know I can walk, right?" I ask Ryder as he carries me with one arm under my knees into the apartment, my arms encircled around his neck tightly.
"You shouldn't have to." Ryder says, "You have a head injury, and no one knows the extent of it. You could pass out and hit your head, again." He continues. I sigh, resting my head against his shoulder as he walks over to the couch and puts me down on it.
"What do you want to eat?" he asks, his tone very different from his usual self. There's a strain in his voice, one that makes the air lesser. I stare after him as he t
