It was already ten in the evening and she should be resting. But since she slept six in the afternoon until nine, she was working again with the clothes. He sighed and sipped on his beer. It was his second beer this time so he could sleep. He didn't always drink beer but this time, he need that at least so he won't get too anxious about his fiancee working her ass again into something when she should be sleeping, eating, and shopping. That's what he expected from girls, but this one is different that's why he was in love.
"You always worry so much," Connor grumbled.
"I can make one for you if you want."
"What I need is for you to take a break. That's why I asked Keira to work here instead and have you rested."
"I am just doing my hobby." She explained.
"Your hobby seemed more like a job. You can't put it down."
She sighed and put the cloth down.
"Happy now?"
He put away his beer and tapped his lap.
