"Okay, alright. I'll go ,but let me jus'..." He leaned over her and helped unwrap the blankets and sheets that restrained her legs. She protested. She wanted him to leave but he persisted, "Oh c'mon, now ! Don't be ridiculous..."
Her legs...
He resisted the temptation to touch them, but his eyes caressed their silky smooth surfaces. When he thought of how they felt, he blushed. "I DID ask ye, if ye wanted help." He pointed out quietly.
He stepped back and shook his head at her question. "Well I...I mean I was about to leave but then you woke up and..." Why was he still here? Deep down he certainly knew why! But the words were on the tip of his tongue...but instead of speaking the truth, he deflected it with an excuse . "Well, I jus' wanted to give you your key back..." He said lamely.
He couldn't say he was lingering because he found her attractive and wanted to just keep staring at her. Not only was that inappropriate but it was certainly creepy!
"I don't exactly know..." He stopped suddenly and turned abruptly away from her. He'd heard something, a distinct thunk! noise coming from her closet!
"What in the fangs of the Guardian? Wait there, " The last bit was directed at Aella. Boldly , he approached the closet and yanked the door open!
And...two people toppled out, spilling out on top of him and pinning him beneath their weight!