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She’s too sweet for that. Too innocent.
Her eyes widen slightly like they always do when she’s confused, when she doesn’t know what to respond with.
Why is she so confused that someone might care about her?
“I…” her voice trails, her eyes darting around my face before they drop to her lap. My hand is still between her legs, holding the wooden stool and making sure she’s not going anywhere. “…have homework?”
Is that a question?
“My…my dad gave me an essay to write.”
“Your dad gave you…” What fucking world does her dad live in? Who holds their child to these standards? “You’re going to exhaust your brain staying up doing shit like this. When was the last time you had a break?”
She looks above her shoulder at the clock on the oven. “I think I started around eight?”
I feel my eyes narrow. She’s been going at it for almost four hours without a break.
You don’t care.
I can see the eyebags weighing heavy on her beautiful skin.
You don’t care.
And her lips are a bit dry, probably because she’s been forgetting to hydrate while she was focused on working.
You don’t care!
“Take a break.” I finally step away, taking my cap off and running my hand through my hair. I turn my back to her and hear her release a breath. I walk around the island before opening the fridge and grabbing a small bottle of water. I crack it open, take a swig and walk back to hand it to her.
She eyes the end of the bottle, her eyes going from it to me and then back. “Thank you,” she murmurs as she grabs it. I watch her lips wrap around the plastic and observe her drink, her throat working as she swallows, her chest moving slightly.
Holy shit. I’m getting worked up over a girl drinking water.
“Alright, enough,” I grab the bottle back, some water spilling over her, and seal it shut again.
“What…” She gapes up at me again, wiping her mouth. “What are you doing?”
“Your belly is going to ache if you drink too quickly.” A shit excuse forI was starting to get hard watching you do something as simple as drinking.
Her brows furrow in the slightest, and her lips part as she breathes in. I’m hyper-aware of everything about her. I feel my heartbeat accelerate every time her eyes shift.
“Um,” she hesitates, licking her lips before she talks again. “What are you doing?”
“Iwasworking, but I now need to make sure you don’t kill yourself before returning to what I was doing.”
“I can take care of myself,” she snorts.
“Really? When were you planning on taking a break?”
“I don’t know, I—”
“What time do you start tomorrow? How many hours of sleep were you going to get?”
“I don’t know, five—”
“When was the last time you ate?”
She pinches her lips.
