QUOTE : You. Carrying me upstairs, downstairs, upstairs again.” He jerked back. “You were in pain.” “Jett—” She gripped his sleeve and peered into his eyes. “I can take care of myself.” “I never said you couldn’t, but isn’t it nice, Lexa, when someone steps up once in a while? It doesn’t make you less strong to need and accept help.” He remained close, hovering over her. “It always crushed me when you were sick or hurt. Even with a cold.” “You never said.” “I didn’t want you to think I was a sissy.” “I would never think you were a sissy.