Time To Exhale

…Tyler POV…

After way too many tequilas, we stumble our way to the B&B. To say that we are not completely drunk would be a blatant lie. But yet we are still very much capable of knowing what we are doing.

Without warning, I try as we step through the door, I try to pick her up to carry her to bed. She giggles at my attempt, “Tyler, what are you doing?”

“What does it look like? I am carrying you to bed.”

“Tyler put me down,” she kicks and screams as I refuse to put her down.

Then true to her word, we both go crashing down. I only but chuckle at her while she laughs at me. I gently take her hand and pull her up.

“Let us go to bed.”

We both lay on top of the sheets staring at each other. Then she looks at me, “Tyler.”

“Yes, Jenna.”

“Say yes.”

I cock my head at her, frown out of confusion, “Yes to what?”