The Dreaded Topic

Alvin shook his head helplessly. As soon as the spoon touched his tongue, he got to know how terrible it was so he quickly stopped Anya who had taken a spoonful. He is being good to her and she didn't appreciate it. He wasn't a cold-hearted monster to take the food away from the mouth. Well, not for her at least. 

Seeing her nauseous even after washing her mouth, he quickly took his juice and went to the ensuite. Leaning on the counter next to her, he held the tip of the glass between her lips and helped her drink it. 

When his attention was too focused on her pink tender lips parting and holding the glass, his Adam's apple bobbed and he quickly shifted his gaze. He wasn't sure when he would end up grabbing her by the neck and tasting her luscious lips.