"I still haven't had any water," Jeremy Thompson murmured wearily, casting a knowing glance at his overenthusiastic son.
Anna Ainsworth carried the brewed tea out of the kitchen area, only to see Xaviar firmly grasping Jeremy's arm and pulling, while the man on the sofa remained motionless.
In truth, she wasn't too keen on staying with Jeremy, especially after last night's incident, which left everyone embarrassed; particularly in the restroom of the hospital ward where, had the nurse not knocked on the door at the right moment, something might have...
Trying hard to mask her inner embarrassment, Anna carried the tea over and set it down before him with a courteous yet detached smile, "Since Xaviar is eager to return, why not drink this cup of tea and then take him home?"
Before Jeremy could utter a word, Xaviar responded first, "Anna, I didn't say I wanted to return, you promised that tonight I would sleep in the same bed as you, you can't go back on your word."
