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" What can I get for you? "

I fix my gaze upon him, trying not to blush at the sight is his buttocks. He's sitting on the edge of the bed with a part of the covers strewn across his privates.

I look away to the other side, he must be kidding. When did he start caring about me, even more to the extent of caring about what I'll eat.

" Elle "

" Hmmmm? " I ask, raising my brows up and turning to face him

" Since when did you start caring about what I want to eat? " I ask laughing, be smile too, looking away and threshing his hand in his hair

" Can't I care about you any longer? "

" Well, if I'm hungry, I'll look for what to eat myself. "

I say drawing the covers up to the top of my head.

" Elle "

" I want to sleep. Leave me alone. " I fake a groan, shuffling about under the covers in purpose

He pull the covers off my face and turn me to face him

" You're being a big baby "

I lock gazes with him, blushing profusely to my embarrassment.

" Speaking about babies, are you sure it'