Warwick smiled, holding back a friendly laugh. "you're not going anywhere." He grinned to her. "and stop apologizing, it's okay." He held onto her tightly easing her onto the desk, letting her sit down and rest it.<em>What am I meant to do with her.</em>He smiled, come on I'll help you, its only down the hall. Sliding one hand under her knee to support it, the other hand moved to the small of her back.<em>God I can't believe I'm doing this.</em>He lifted her up, surprisingly strong for his lithe frame, muscles concealed under his loose white shirt. "put your arms around me...or hold on or something." He actually did laugh that time, along with another blush.