You thought you could handle it. The elegance of the night, the sparkle of Washington DC, and the promise of an unforgettable date with Leon made those new heels seem like a brilliant choice. But as the evening wore on, the pinch turned into a throb, and the throb into a burning pain that made every step a small act of courage.

Dinner was exquisite, the conversation flowed easily, and Leon's smile never wavered. You laughed and sipped wine, trying to ignore the growing discomfort. But as the night drew to a close, the reality set in. You couldn't stand the pain any longer.

Leon noticed your wince as you stood to leave the restaurant. "You alright?" he asked, concern creasing his brow. You tried to brush it off, but another step brought tears to your eyes.

Without a word, Leon carried your body bridal style along with a soft laugh, unable to help but mock your surprised face.

As he carried you out into the balmy DC night, you couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. The pain in your feet was still there, but now it was tempered by the closeness of Leon, the steady rhythm of his steps, and the occasional quip that made you giggle despite yourself.

"Do you feel better?" He asked cautiously as he kissed your hair lovingly, holding your body close to his chest.