Chapter 21

I sat a few inches away from Kerrick, watching him type on his laptop. His eyes were trained on the screen intently and he seldom looked away expect when he was taking up more papers to type.

"Kerrick, why do you have to do that?"

"It's for a proposal I'm working on."

"I mean typing, don't you have an assistant at work to do it for you?"

"I don't need one." He replied stiffly, without meeting my eyes.

I frowned at him and he faintly looked over at me then back to his laptop.

"I think you do need an assistant, so you can leave all this work at the office."

"No," he sighed. "That still wouldn't make it any easier. I would have to constantly go back and forth between here and there whenever I need something and I don't have time for that."

"I still think it would be better."

He closed his laptop and got up, obviously not interested in continuing the conversation anymore.

It was frustrating, watching him work without any interest in anything else - including me. I didn't want to protest b