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Arm in arm, Sol and Nate went out. As they were passing by the secretaries' office, Sol suddenly twisted her ankle and she exclaimed, sounding very much in pain. Nate bent down immediately to check. "You ok? Did you hurt your ankle?" Sol nodded. "I'm afraid so." Then she had a quick glance at the secretaries' office and saw that Katie could see them clearly. "Oh. Silly me. I shouldn't have worn heels." She said regretfully. Nate put one arm around Sol's back and the other under her knees and lifted her up, so Sol wrapped her arms around his neck. "Nate, I think I can manage. I'm worried that your staff will think it inappropriate to see you carrying me like this." "Inappropriate?" Nate knitted his brows and marched towards the lift. "Whoever thinks it inappropriate should get