Sage

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Week sixteen

Harry.

"Ellie, we're gonna be fucking late, you can't wait until after the appointment to eat?"

"No, I can't, Harry. If I did I wouldn't have asked you to stop." Ellie narrows her eyes at me from the passenger seat, her arms crossed over her chest and her legs inclining toward the door. I know I need to focus on the road but I can't help but glance at her every few seconds, taking in her pouted lip and furrowed brows.

I don't know why she waited until we were ten minutes from the appointment to start complaining about being hungry but I really didn't want to risk being late. I was nervous as it was seeing the babies, I almost wanted to cancel the entire thing and stay home but I know both Ellie and Gale would have my head for it. So I pulled myself together and built up just enough confidence to walk through the door, the rest, I was going to wing.

But now, Ellie wanted to stop. To prolong the process and I knew that the longer I wasn't in the clinic, the more excuses I'd try to think of to weasel my way out of it.

Which is why I had to put my foot down. We had an appointment to get to and she could wait to eat. From what I heard, Jenny made her a big breakfast consisting of waffles, eggs and plant-based sausages which I'm sure should have filled her up. She had no reason to be hungry again.

"Didn't you just eat like twenty minutes ago?"

When Ellie doesn't answer, I glance at her just as we're merging onto the highway, seeing that she was looking at me with a look that could kill. I'd be lying if I said I didn't flinch a little.

"Take me to fucking Chipotle, Harry."

My arms were crossed over my chest as Ellie ordered her food, her voice as nice and sweet as possible as she smiled politely at the worker. If only he knew what an absolute fucking demon she really is, threatening me for some Chipotle. Their food isn't even that good.

I watch her tuck a strand of hair behind her ears, she'd straightened it, it seemed, but the frizziness of the summer weather was catching up and left it a puffing mess. She wore a pair of yoga pants and an oversized graphic tee so I wasn't able to see her belly, even though it was the first thing I looked for when I saw her. It was purely out of curiosity, nothing else.

When she took a step forward, my eyes drop to her ass and I find my dick twitching, which has me exhaling a shark breath and averting my eyes to the posters on the wall as I kick one leg out to subtly loosen the slacks.

I knew that Ellie was attractive but this new thing where I was beginning to act like a horny teenager around her was starting to become an issue. It was getting to the point that certain faces she made were turning me on, looking at her lips had me chewing on my own, and seeing whenever her breast would move under her clothes since she refused to wear a bra had me having to control my breathing.

Ellie holds out her hand, not turning around to look at me and I roll my eyes as I fish my wallet out of my back pocket and pull out my card, taking a step forward to slap it into her palm.

She pays for her food and smiles at me when her eyes meet my unimpressed look.

As annoyed as I am, I feel better knowing that she isn't starving and ready to claw my eyes out for food. She's happy, so I'm happy.

I only care because I want this appointment to go smoothly.

When Ellie goes to sit down, I'm shaking my head no, "Un uh, let's go, sweets. You aren't eating here,"