Chapter 40

I looked up and saw Hayden's rugged, chiseled face. Not only did he catch me, but he also snagged the watermelon from my hand.

This surreal scene, straight out of a TV drama, was actually happening to me.

He steadied me and let go, but the second I moved, pain shot through my ankle.

Grabbing his arm, I said, "It hurts..."

Following my gaze, he saw my ankle already turning red. "It's sprained?"

Hayden was really close, his deep voice sounding especially sexy and comforting.

I nodded, and the next second, he handed me the watermelon and scooped me up in his arms.

In all the years I was with Jace, he never held me like this. Hayden carrying me like his princess made my heart race, and even my nose started to sweat.

That was my thing; whenever I got nervous or excited, my nose would sweat.

I heard gasps around us—it was the neighbors and passersby. In a small town like this, such behavior between a guy and a girl wasn't common.

Hayden seemed unfazed by the onlookers, carrying me