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He would hear a small, tentative knock on the door.
She rolled her eyes, continuing working. (Zoop!) That night, he was alone in the guesthouse. They had finished the day’s work. June had told...
She laughed before pressing against the machine. “You’re already moving faster than me.”
She rolled her eyes. “Wanna race?”
She shook her head stubbornly. “This setup is fair,” she replied sternly.
It was way heavier than he would have expected, and it stuck in the ground as he pushed, moving forward slowly. “It’s a lot of work,” she...
“Right, but I thought you’d let me go first and then I could distract you so you wouldn’t take your turn,” she replied, positioning herself at the...
She frowned, shaking her head. “If we both work at the same time, we can get more done,” she reasoned.
She huffed. “We can take turns.”
She was silent before her head tilted slightly and she changed her demeanor, standing on her toes and whispering in his ear. “Well, sometimes we...
She blushed, looking up at him uncertainly. “I don’t... want you to,” she replied embarrassedly.
“Because...” She trailed off before shaking her head. “Because you shouldn’t be doing such hard work. That’s not why I brought you back with me.”
She flushed, her hands coming up to cup his jaw, but she still shook her head. “No...”
She rolled her eyes, shaking her head. “What makes you think I’ve changed my mind?”
“Unoriginal, Z,” she replied playfully, shaking her head.
She watched him, her brow furrowing nervously before she came over to him. “You’re much too beautiful to be working in the fields,” she said quietly.
She faltered, pausing in her pushing to look at him hesitantly. “But...”
“Because it’s hard work and it’s your first day,” she replied sternly.
She frowned at him. “I don’t think you’re actually going to leave.”
“Because it’s a lot of work,” she replied, getting it to the end and going on to the next one. “And if I make you do too much work, you’re going...
