Falling onto Him
“Umm…can you…” I began asking.
“Yes, I can carry you…” he replied as if he knew exactly what I was going to ask.
My eyes widened in surprise before I collected myself and nodded at him in thanks. At least that saved me from the embarrassment of asking him to carry me up. Instead of carrying me, the man turned his back to me and crouched down.
“Climb on my back, or you can sit on my shoulders, whichever you prefer,” he said casually.
He waited as I hesitated. I had never ridden on a man’s or anyone’s back. So, how do I climb up someone’s back precisely? On top of that, I might be heavy, so…
“What are you waiting for?” he asked with a hint of impatience.
“Umm…I’m sorry, but…I don’t know how to get on someone’s back…” I admitted shyly, and a blush crept up my cheeks.
The man turned and stared at my face before laughing quite loudly. His hand moved to cover his lips as he continued to laugh even louder than before while I stood there frozen in embarrassment.