Heaven's POV
I looked up at him with my eyes widened. My face turned scarlet red from embarrassment and it felt so hot.
I brought my hand up to my face fan it to cool down the hotness as I looked around to see servants and guards.
Why would he even think of carrying me up to the carriage?
Absolutely not. The last thing I needed was to be scooped up in his arm in front of maids and the coachman.
The thought of that happening made my cheeks feel hotter than before.
I shook my head quickly, I didn't want him carrying me.
"Then walk," Damon said with a smirk. He looked excited to see me embarrassed.
I hurriedly walked past him towards the carriage. I wanted to ignore him and climb into it myself.
The carriage was really high. I reached for the door handle but it was too large for me.
The coachman stretched out his hand and opened it. I gave him a small smile.
But I was still struggling to climb up into the carriage. my legs were shaky as I tried to lift myself.
