Summer’s feet hit the floor with a thump, Tony’s hands around her waist. “Ohgod.”
Tony stared at her, seeming only mildly perplexed. But really, this wasn’t the strangest magic he’d seen at this point. “You know,” he mused, “this was not what I was expecting this evening.”
Her eyes were a little wild. “Me, either. I — think I need to sit down now. Thank you?”
He went ahead and scooped her up, bridal style. “Better?”
She put both arms around his neck, hiding her face in his shoulder. “That was … very, very strange.”