"So, what did you want to talk about earlier?" After pouring her some apple juice like she had requested, Hayden sat down next to her and rested his arm on the back of the seat they were sitting on.
Ayla could feel the proximity. She didn't know how to react to that, so she sat up straight.
"You're shaking." Suddenly, Hayden spoke. He hugged her trembling shoulders.
"Uhm." Ayla was startled and confused at the same time.
"I'm listening." As if nothing happened, Hayden continued sipping on his wine as he waited for Ayla to speak.
"Do you know anywhere I can work part time?" After hesitating for a while, Ayla suddenly asked.
Hayden was twirling the wine in his glass leisurely. However, he paused his actions and turned to look at her.
"Why?" Was he not giving her enough pocket money?
