91 At last, home - Part 4

After finishing his meal, Luke turned his focus back to the stack of paperwork that had been left unattended during his little nap. He rubbed both of his eyes, attempting to shake off the lethargy and return his attention to the task at hand.

Though I had offered him my help, he told me that there would be no need for my help as he could still manage to do it alone. Furthermore, he claimed that he was used to working alone, hence his refusal.

As I had achieved what I came here for, I didn't want to bother him any longer while he was working, so I decided to leave for the library as planned. 

"Where are you going?" he asked, raising his eyes from the paper to me. 

"To the library," I said, brushing off my dress and preparing to leave. "I don't want to bother you."

"Rabbit, you're not bothering me. As much as your scent distracts me, and as much as my mind keeps on running to you, I would much prefer having you with me."