"Why? Just why?"

She hadn't quite worked out the reason herself yet.

"Because, I just can't tell you!" Felicity averted her gaze, her ankle twisted and running was out of the question. Not that she could outrun him anyway.

"What was last night all about then?" Miles grabbed her wrist, his demeanor almost pleading, like a husband seeking an explanation.

"Hey, what's the rush? Can't you wait for me to come up with a... umm, I mean, explain?"

"Fine, start explaining."

He was curious to see what kind of excuse Felicity could possibly invent!

They stood in the foyer, facing off as if a brawl was about to break out.

Knowing she was at a disadvantage, Felicity played the sympathy card, planning her escape for a later time.

"Ouch... my foot suddenly hurts so much! I might actually need to see a doctor!"

then unexpectedly scooped her up in

she instinctively clung to his neck.

I'll carry you to

how the script was supposed

his master bedroom

trouble your family doctor. I'll just have my mom take me to the hospital when I get

only right I take care of it before sending

stood by the bed, texting the family doctor and even had his secretary send over

untouched breakfast from earlier, he figured

finishing, he loosened his tie and crossed his arms, looking at

"No."

I want to

about

covered her

for a system crash; her

waited patiently for

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