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Broken limps/ pride

BENTLEY'S POV

As Luca carried me out of the bathroom, I couldn't help but notice the change between his composed behavior and my own disheveled state. "This is not how I pictured being swept off my feet by a handsome man," I quipped like I was trying to salvage some of my dignity with humor.

Luca's lips twitched, I could see a hint of a smile suggesting that my comment had not gone unnoticed. "Well, next time you plan a fall, let me know in advance. I'll make sure to catch you in a more dignified manner," he retorted, his voice laced with a dry humor that surprised me.

My mind was still reeling from the fall and the embarrassing yet heroic rescue. When we finally reached my bed, Luca gently laid me down, ensuring the towel preserved my modesty by not allowing it to move away from my most private areas.

"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked, I noticed his expression softening.

"I'll live," I replied, trying to find a comfortable position. "But my pride might need some time to recover."

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