Atlas was genuinely frightened. Seeing that I could still move, he immediately carried me out and gently placed me on the bed, his large hand resting on my waist. "Does it hurt? Hmm? Tell me if there's anything wrong. Don't hide it!"

I relaxed a bit and took a deep breath before shaking my head. "I think I'm fine!"

"Did you slip?" he asked, looking at me.

"Yeah! It was close!" I looked at his anxious, handsome face and smiled. This man was genuinely attractive; even his nervous expression was