Sandwich Snippet

Reaper crossed to the counter and began pulling food out of storage. It looked like he was preparing two plates.

“I’m not hungry,” she said. 

He continued what he was doing, not turning around. “You were earlier. Now you’re just letting your emotions rule your physical self. It’s not healthy.”

She scowled when he set a sandwich in front of her. “I don’t need you to take care of me.” She knew she sounded petulant. She couldn’t bring herself to stop. 

Reaper leaned over and kissed the top of her head. 

It startled her so much,...