"Mr. Westbrook." I stood up so fast I stumbled, trying to regain balance. Still, he reached out just when I was about to topple down when his hand closed around my arm, pulling me into a straight position. "Sorry I'm so clumsy sometimes," I started muttering things while crouching down to lift the magazines, water bottle, and towel from the floor.
"So its no longer sir?" The way he arched his brown made me gasp and feel suddenly thirsty, but looking down to my hands, my water bottle was empty, and the nearest one was inside the house.
I opened my mouth to reply, but what came out was weird sounds, so I closed it so fast and hard my teeth slammed into each other, I could have easily chopped my tongue off.
"Come inside Kirby, before you turn any darker." His hand was back on my arm, and h
