Grace:
Eli ran a hand through his hair as he leaned back in his chair. Okay Grace stop staring right…. Now! Okay not working. He propped his feet up on the coffee table and was stirring his coffee, which he had poured emergen-c into and mixed it up. The idea itself makes me want to puke. Fizzy coffee? Ew! Apparently rule one was completely out the window. Levi said he needed the food to help him concentrate and think. I wondered how he wasn’t 700 LBS. He eats, literally all the time! We had, had lunch not thirty minutes ago and he was already dipping carrots in the nutella. I closed my eyes and dropped my head in my hand.
“What’s up Grace?” He asked so innocently, like nothing had happened. Oh, to be a guy!
“You’re breaking rule one.” I groaned, indicating to his coffee and his “snack.”
