"Yeah..." She freaked out as her eyes wandered everywhere else on my face except my eyes.
"You only have to tell me if you don't like it or if you're uncomfortable with it and I won't call you that anymore."
"No, it's fine. I like it. I just haven't had anyone shorten my name before." Her eyes finally met mine and there was this emotional look in her eyes.
Oh no. I hope this is not the part where she shed a few tears.
"You still haven't told me who just walked in on us." She said, snapping out from whatever emotional state she had gotten in.
"Believe me when I say you don't want to know. I started the conversation with your name to get you relaxed."
Concern clouded her eyes within a second. "Who? The worst I can think of is my father."
I laughed and moved some hair to the back of
