Sophie Wilson huffed, "You little rascal, you think I can't handle you!"
After cleaning someone's ears, Sophie Wilson patted the large one on her lap: "All done."
Someone...
Sophie Wilson curiously looked down and saw that someone had their eyes closed, breathing deeply... Are they asleep?
Sophie Wilson's lips curled up, and she didn't move. She just sat there, gently picking up the slightly messy strands of hair beside his cheek and moving them aside, so they wouldn't tickle his face and disturb his sleep.
Sophie Wilson's hand was suddenly held by Charles Seymour, startling her: "You weren't asleep?"
Charles Seymour opened his eyes, as if there were a light in them, making Sophie Wilson's heart skip a beat as if it had been electrified, leaving it a bit numb.
Damn it!
Sophie Wilson roared internally; why does this guy always break the rules?
"Were you planning to wait for me to wake up?" Charles Seymour held Sophie Wilson's hand, and his palm was hot.
