“He stepped out, but I can send for him.”
She shakes her head as playfulness fills her bleary eyes. “I was hoping you might sneak me some more coffee.”
You Are Maddening
Episode 119
“Coffee?Youwantmeto sneak you coffee?” Rominy frowns.
“Just a little more? Please?” Elowyn looks at him with her big gray eyes, and he sighs.
“It will be cold by now. And the only thing worse than hot coffee is lukewarm coffee.” He shudders.
“I can warm it up.”
He stares down at her again. “With your fire magic? That is definitely not happening.”
Her brows wrinkle. “Right. I forgot.”
“Besides, we’re supposed to be listening to Tharios. Remember?”
She groans and presses her head back into the pillow. “I would tell you you’re no fun, but the heartbinding won’t let me.”
Rominy struggles not to smile at that, and Elowyn’s mouth twitches at the corner when she glances up at him.
“You know, you promised me anything I wanted,” she says. “And what I really want right now is coffee.”
He leans close, being careful not to touch or breathe on her ear. “Nice try, love.”
“You are maddening.”
“And you are the worst patient ever.”
“You sound like Tharios.”
Rominy straightens again. “Is that a compliment? I’m going to take that as a compliment.”
“You’re maddening,” she mutters, and he picks up her book of fables again.
“You said that already.”
“I’m not talking to you.” She gingerly rolls to her side, her back toward him.
“In that case, I agree.” He turns the page to reveal a beautiful illustration of an elf riding a dragon.
“You what?” She looks over her shoulder at him, and he meets her eyes, unable to hide the smile twitching at his lips.
“You said someone was maddening. There are only two people in this room, so if you’re not talking to me, you must be talking to yourself. They teach logic at the university, you know.”
He returns to her book, watching her from the corner of his eye as she thinks through his response.
In the end, she huffs and turns away again. With a sigh, he sets the book aside before lying with his chest against her back. He wraps his arm around her waist, and she doesn’t fuss.
“I adore you. I hope you know that,” he whispers.
“I’m fond of you as well. I would be even more fond of you if you brought me coffee, my love.”
“All right.”
