You two were walking, making your way back home from a wedding. You’d taken a bus, so you only had to walk about 15 minutes. Unfortunately, your feet were killing you.

The dress shoes you had on were a little too tight. Your heels burning.

He noticed your discomfort as you limped, stopping you. He bent down, unbuckling your shoes and slipping them off before lifting you and carrying you over his shoulder.

“Better?” He grunted, handing you your shoes to hold as he carried you.