NovelBookChapter 113 "Is he treatinglike a kid with that lollipop?" I was about to call him childish when he shoved the candy into my hand and grabbed himself a drink, even fetching my water bottle along the way.
Ernest plopped down on the bench, patting the seat next to him, "Take a break." Do I look like I need a break? I hadn't done much but handle sminor issues.
Reluctantly, I joined Ernest as he sat down. Without him, I doubted I'd get much done. That's when I realized he was subtly guiding me.
"You were pretty fierce earlier," Ernest remarked.
I took a sip of water. "Was I?" "Yeah, it was kinda scary," he said, makingtilt my head at him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe nodded, "Seriously." For sreason, his boy-next-door charm mixed with his tough-guy vibe was oddly endearing.
It was bizarre feeling this way about Ernest, the epitof rugged masculinity. I blurted out, "Ernest, how old are you?" I meant to tease him about acting childishly. But he replied, "I've told you before." Huh? I was a beat too slow, then he added, "During our blind date." Oh, right.
"Thirty-one," he didn't wait forto remember, answering my question directly.
I found myself unable to respond, as if we were just not on the spage.
After gulping down more water, he mentioned, "Granny Joan called me, heard we're working together. She wantsto bring you over after we're done here." This was the first tErnest brought up Granny Joan since he arrived.
It was normal for him not to mention her, and Khadn't asked because my memories of Granny Joan were tied to her settingup with Ernest, which could make things awkward between us.
Now that Ernest brought her up, I couldn't ignore it. I chuckled, "Didn't you tell her you're planning to stay here longer?" "I'm playing it by ear," his response madelook at him.
Ernest, however, was busy drinking, his Adam's apple bobbing in a way that madeavert my gaze, feeling suddenly shy.
"I can visit her by myself, doesn't need to be with you," I murmured.
"Why not together?" His hearing was impressively sharp.
"I prefer being on my own," I said, looking at him again, "I enjoy my solitude." I meant on to hear that. I didn't planloping things further & who remind with him, so it was crucial t to keep his distance.
Even if we occasionally ended up close, like earlier in the elevator.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSpeaking of which, I glanced at the elevator, "What was with that sudden shake earlier?" "Hmm?" He seemed confused.
"You didn't mess with it, did you?" I asked bluntly.
For someone who could control the entire park's lighting, tweaking the elevator t was in seemed trivial Especially since there was no movement or wind around to cause it to shake otherwise.
"You think I did that? Why would I?" Ernest's questions left mee speechless. Right, why would he? Unless it was to scareinto his arms?
Thinking this over, and considering his feelings for me, me, it suddenly m seemed plausible.
I looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of guilt, but, down couche simployput in his drink, Let's get back to work." X
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