24. DEVON

Devon's POV

 

 

 

"Take another one." I urged. Alright, let me confess. The main reason for doing this is simply because I want her to feed me tonight. Don't ask me where I got the idea from, I also can not explain why I seem to be warming up to her and that too, too quickly.

 

"Have another spoon." I said after she had swallowed the second. "You know what? Come and sit here with me."

 

She glared mildly at me. Awwnn, she looks so cute when she does that. Wait, what am I thinking? How can I imagine someone to be cute? Never.

 

I realized I was shaking my head and I just sighed. Olivia came and sat on the seat before me. I did not say anything for the next two minutes and I'm sure she was confused.

 

"Have the third spoon, Olivia." I reminded her.

 

I did not poison you. She gestured. How did I even know what poisoned looks like?