Autumn jumped at the sound of Gabe's voice, turning wide-eyed to face him. "I'm changing the light bulb," she replied, her tone slightly defensive.
Gabe nodded, averting his gaze. Her eyes—startlingly intense so early in the morning—had caught him off guard. Shaking off his distraction, he turned back to see Autumn still struggling to reach the bulb holder, even standing on a chair.
"Why don't I help you?" he offered, stepping closer. Before Autumn could accept or reject his offer, his hands went around her knees and he lifted her higher.
Autumn gasped, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck for support as she almost dropped the light bulb. "Gabe!" she exclaimed, caught off guard by his sudden move. "What are you doing?"
"Saving you from hanging onto that holder like Tarzan!" Gabe grinned as Autumn tried to catch the light fixture which was now swinging back and forth due to Autumn having hit it when she was picked up by Gabe.
