This is ridiculous. He couldn't possibly leave her outside there, all alone. His conscience wouldn't take it.
" Okay, how about you let me carry you inside instead," Johnny said and Navaya's brow slung up.
" Carry me?" Skepticism sheathed her tone.
" Yes, it would be much easier that way. You can't stay out here."
True but Navaya was too obstinate to even think of relenting.
" No, thanks. I'm good." She said through gritted teeth. She winced as she touched her ankle, hoping it was just a sprain with nothing major broken.
She was aware that Johnny was still staring at her, she knew he wouldn't leave until he made sure that she was alright. Just like in the past when things were still okay, when things still made sense. When she wasn't confused by what she felt for him.
