Waste Of His Popularity

"Can you let go of me first?" Suzy asked Chris and infomed, "I can walk on my own."

"No, I don't believe you." Chris voiced.

From afar it looked like they were in a closed embrace. He continued blindfolding her with one hand and extended his other hand to hold her carefully from the waist.

"Let's deal! I promise not to open my eyes. Just hold my hand." She tried to negotiate with him tactfully.

"Make sure, you don't." he replied with a danger hinting in his tone.

"I told you Chris, I promise!" she voiced warily, and asked, "Now, please can you let go."

After their bickering, he slowly withdrew his hand from her eyes. Holding her extended hand, then tossed the key to the valet and eyed the server, who was waiting for his indication to lead the way.

Chris was continuously directing her and even matched her pace.

"Careful, there is a step in front." Chris warned hurriedly.