My hands move around a lot
Ethan didnt seem to mind everything she was saying. He infact love that she felt it necessary to say what she was feeling even though he knows she wants to find some place and crawl in it.
"Anasatsia..." he gently calls.
Ana takes a spoonful of cereal and raised it to him. He glanced at the spoon and then back at her. She smiles and decides to take the spoon for herself. Amidst mouthful, she told him. "We shouldn't really be talking about this. It is the after night effect."
Confused, he tapped his fingers on the island making a soothing sound, one that made Ana stare at his fingers and wonder what they could do to her. Perhaps Ethan had noticed her gaze and knew she was not focusing because he took his fingers off the island and placed it back in his lap.
"The after what effect?"
