Ghost Riley \walk

After their dinner celebrating their fifth anniversary, they both left that luxurious restaurant where your husband took you to eat. You truly are his capricious and spoiled girl.

You were full and tired with those special stiletto heels for occasions like these, your feet hurt and you didn't want to walk. Obviously Ghost noticed this quickly.

"My princess doesn't have to walk if she doesn't want to." Her right hand went behind your knees, and her other hand on your back, and she carried you bridal style.

She carried you like that through the parking lot, to get to her car. You know what awaits you at home.