Chapter 10
Sonny and Carly walked into the penthouse. All of the bags were being piled on the couch. Sonny looked exhausted while Carly looked rejuvenated.
Carly: Wow . . . you really don't shop much, do you?
Sonny shook his head.
Sonny: No. Not really.
Carly laughed. Sonny smiled and Carly sighed heavily.
Carly: Wow . . .
Sonny: What?
Carly: It's been awhile since I've laughed like that.
Sonny: Well, you don't have to worry about hurting anymore. You've got a lot of protection here. Your family is safe too.
Carly: I know. I just . . . it's hard to believe that you've done all of this. You're a hero, Sonny. You really are. Do you know how many women there are out there that would kill to have this kind of treatment?
Sonny: I don't do this normally. But you're a special case.
Carly: Because of Jason, I know.
Sonny: Well, yes. And because I see something in you. Something . . . I don't know what it is. But it's something that I want to know more about.
Carly looked down. She was speechless. She loved Jason though. This couldn't happen. Sonny realized that he was hitting on Jason's girl too. He couldn't do that.
Carly: Hey . . . I'm going to go take some of these upstairs to the guestroom.
Sonny: I'll help you.
Carly: No. That's okay. I've got it.
Sonny: Okay . . . maybe . . .
Sonny knew that it would be a good idea if he steered clear of Carly's room.
Sonny: Okay.
Carly laughed. She just shook her head and began to carry the bags up to her room. Sonny sat down on the couch and ran his fingers through his hair. This was going to be a very hard job. Not just protecting Carly. The hard part would be keeping from falling in love with her.
*~*
Carly walked downstairs to find Sonny sitting at his desk. He was on the phone. She saw him hang up so she decided to go ahead and come downstairs. It was about midnight, so she was getting ready to go to bed.
Sonny: You're still awake?
Carly: Yeah . . .
She walked over to the couch and sat down. Sonny got up and walked over to the couch. He realized that it wouldn't be a good idea. So . . . he didn't sit down. He just walked over to a chair and sat down.
Carly: You're up late too.
Sonny: I don't usually go to bed until twelve thirty.
Carly: Oh. Yeah. Me too. Sometimes later.
Sonny: You look tired. You should probably go up to bed.
Carly nodded. She stood slowly. She didn't know why she didn't want to go up yet. She just wanted to spend a little more time with Sonny. She wasn't looking where she was going and she tripped over the couch and fell. Sonny rushed to her side.
Carly: Shit!
Sonny: Are you okay?
Carly: I'm okay.
She stood and yelped in pain.
Carly: Dammit! I sprained my ankle.
Sonny: Can you walk on it?
Carly: Yeah . . . I . . .
She took a step and hissed in pain.
Carly: Maybe not.
Sonny: Come on. I'll take you up to bed.
Carly put one arm around Sonny's neck and he picked her up into his arms.
Carly: You sure you can carry me?
Sonny: You're light as a feather. It's no problem.
Carly grinned and let Sonny walk up the stairs with her. He walked into her bedroom and headed slowly to Carly's bed. He put her down gently and she smiled at him. They made eye contact and Sonny was beyond being able to stop it.
Sonny: Under the covers?
Carly nodded. Sonny pulled the covers up over Carly and she snuggled in.
Sonny: Lights off?
Carly nodded and Sonny walked over to the light switch and turned the lights off.
Sonny: Goodnight.
Carly: Goodnight.
He shut the door and leaned against it in the hall. He took a deep breath, shook his head, and slowly headed to his own room, thinking about Carly all the way.
Sonny and Carly walked into the penthouse. All of the bags were being piled on the couch. Sonny looked exhausted while Carly looked rejuvenated.
Carly: Wow . . . you really don't shop much, do you?
Sonny shook his head.
Sonny: No. Not really.
Carly laughed. Sonny smiled and Carly sighed heavily.
Carly: Wow . . .
Sonny: What?
Carly: It's been awhile since I've laughed like that.
Sonny: Well, you don't have to worry about hurting anymore. You've got a lot of protection here. Your family is safe too.
Carly: I know. I just . . . it's hard to believe that you've done all of this. You're a hero, Sonny. You really are. Do you know how many women there are out there that would kill to have this kind of treatment?
Sonny: I don't do this normally. But you're a special case.
Carly: Because of Jason, I know.
Sonny: Well, yes. And because I see something in you. Something . . . I don't know what it is. But it's something that I want to know more about.
Carly looked down. She was speechless. She loved Jason though. This couldn't happen. Sonny realized that he was hitting on Jason's girl too. He couldn't do that.
Carly: Hey . . . I'm going to go take some of these upstairs to the guestroom.
Sonny: I'll help you.
Carly: No. That's okay. I've got it.
Sonny: Okay . . . maybe . . .
Sonny knew that it would be a good idea if he steered clear of Carly's room.
Sonny: Okay.
Carly laughed. She just shook her head and began to carry the bags up to her room. Sonny sat down on the couch and ran his fingers through his hair. This was going to be a very hard job. Not just protecting Carly. The hard part would be keeping from falling in love with her.
*~*
Carly walked downstairs to find Sonny sitting at his desk. He was on the phone. She saw him hang up so she decided to go ahead and come downstairs. It was about midnight, so she was getting ready to go to bed.
Sonny: You're still awake?
Carly: Yeah . . .
She walked over to the couch and sat down. Sonny got up and walked over to the couch. He realized that it wouldn't be a good idea. So . . . he didn't sit down. He just walked over to a chair and sat down.
Carly: You're up late too.
Sonny: I don't usually go to bed until twelve thirty.
Carly: Oh. Yeah. Me too. Sometimes later.
Sonny: You look tired. You should probably go up to bed.
Carly nodded. She stood slowly. She didn't know why she didn't want to go up yet. She just wanted to spend a little more time with Sonny. She wasn't looking where she was going and she tripped over the couch and fell. Sonny rushed to her side.
Carly: Shit!
Sonny: Are you okay?
Carly: I'm okay.
She stood and yelped in pain.
Carly: Dammit! I sprained my ankle.
Sonny: Can you walk on it?
Carly: Yeah . . . I . . .
She took a step and hissed in pain.
Carly: Maybe not.
Sonny: Come on. I'll take you up to bed.
Carly put one arm around Sonny's neck and he picked her up into his arms.
Carly: You sure you can carry me?
Sonny: You're light as a feather. It's no problem.
Carly grinned and let Sonny walk up the stairs with her. He walked into her bedroom and headed slowly to Carly's bed. He put her down gently and she smiled at him. They made eye contact and Sonny was beyond being able to stop it.
Sonny: Under the covers?
Carly nodded. Sonny pulled the covers up over Carly and she snuggled in.
Sonny: Lights off?
Carly nodded and Sonny walked over to the light switch and turned the lights off.
Sonny: Goodnight.
Carly: Goodnight.
He shut the door and leaned against it in the hall. He took a deep breath, shook his head, and slowly headed to his own room, thinking about Carly all the way.