Carry Me Home (Ryan Gosling)

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I groaned as I dragged my feet across the floor. Ryan gave me an apologetic look. We have been walking around the mall for hours, and fatigue was finally starting to set in.

" my feet are killing me babe," I grumbled. I squealed as Ryan suddenly picked me up. One of his hands was cupping my butt, and I had an arm around his neck.

"Better?" He inquired.

"Better!" I grinned. He smiled back at me, and proceeded to carry me to the car.

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