"And then she trips over her own feet and into his arms," Piccola says and closes the laptop.
"That's a hell of a first chapter," I say as I keep rubbing her feet. "I love how clumsy she is and how annoyed the hero gets at her putting herself in danger."
"Isn't it the sweetest?" she says, and her cheeks are flushed with shyness.
"It's adorable. You did so well, and think about how much you accomplished in just one day. You did a great job."
"Thank you." She tucks her chin to hide her smile, but I reach out and touch it so she doesn't look away from me.
"Take your praise with eyes on me." I run my tongue over my bottom lip as I watch her. "I want to see how much you like it."
"I do like it," she admits. "I've never heard so many nice things said to me all at once. I'm not sure my hear
