Talia not receiving a reply, turned to look at Arthur and met with his fierce glance. She felt the urge to run,but before she could react, she felt her entire body floating off the floor and yelped.
Arthur walked to the sitting area and placed her on the accent chair and knelt in front of her, burying his head in her chest. Talia felt a little weird as his warmth enveloped all over her, especially her legs. She didn't think this guy resting on her chest has any good intent.
"Is it hard to walk?" he asked, looking in her eyes.
"Yeah, a lot," sensing his sincerity, Talia said with a pitiful pout. She wasn't exaggerating, but was telling the truth. She doesn't have much tolerance for pain usually.
"There should be some medicine for this... Let me get it for you... But Iris..." he pulled the hoodie at her chest and Talia could sense his playful fingers, trying to grab on to a particular part of hers and sank deeper into the back of the chair.
"What?" she slapped his hands away.
