She liked it when his eyes were like that, warm and bright and smiling, even if the expression didn't quite reach his mouth. It didn't need to - she could read him now.

Nina squeaked when Geralt lifted her, but she got her arms around his shoulders and her thighs tight against his sides. A grin lit her face as he kissed her and she indulged in the delicious little flutter the touch of his lips sent through her. She pushed her fingers into Geralt's hair.

"Are you going to carry me the whole way?" she asked, hardly complaining. It wasn't far.