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She chewed.
“Swallow.” There was clear amusement in his voice now. It actually helped lessen her embarrassment
She didn’t think he ever smiled much.
“Good girl.”
Yikes. Those words were her kryptonite.
They made her go weak.
Yes. She was well aware that she had several things that were her kryptonite. She should make a list.
He fed her another bite, moving the fork away when she tried to reach for it. Finally, she shook her head.
“No more. I’m full.”
He eyed her for a long moment. “Very well.”
“I, um . . . I should get back to work.” It was too much, being here with him, having him take care of her like this.
Standing up, she fled to her office, breathing deeply. She trembled as she attempted to figure out what she was meant to be doing.
Urgh. The food actually made her feel better, but she still had a headache. She tried to answer some emails, but the words kept blurring.
This wasn’t working. She needed to go get some painkillers.
Wait. The first aid kit. Getting up, she moved into the kitchen and found some painkillers.
Then she gulped down some water and rubbed at her temples again.
“You’ve got a headache.”
She let out a gasp, jumping into the air. Turning, she found Reuben standing there, watching her. “Um, yes. Can I . . . can I get you something?”
“Yes. Come with me.”
Faith followed him back into his office. She came to a stop as she found the food had all been cleared off the coffee table. And there was now a blanket and pillow on his sofa.
Where had those come from? Did he keep a pillow here? Did he sleep at the office often?
She hoped not, because that wasn’t healthy.
“Nap time. Take off your shoes. Pants and bra, too, if you want. I know sleeping in a bra can be uncomfortable.”
Torture.
But what was he talking about?
“Uh, nap time?”
“Nap time,” he said firmly. “You’re exhausted. You barely got any sleep last night. So you’re having a nap.”
She couldn’t nap. She had too much to do. And she’d already spent the morning shopping.
Although she had found the most amazing dress, it was a deep blue that almost looked black. It had a sweetheart neckline with capped sleeves and a slightly poufy skirt. It made her feel like a princess.
Cammie’s friend was a miracle worker. She’d just seemed to know what would work for Faith. Sometimes, it was hard to find something when you were taller than average, but this dress just worked.
