No Improvement

The next morning...

Nate prepared to leave for the hospital. He was going to see Betsy and also go to the company. He rushed down the stairs, pushing his tie to his neck.

Suddenly, he stopped after hearing a little crash in the kitchen. He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Who could that be?" He murmured. He tried to peep but the kitchen was far from where he stood. He tiptoed to the kitchen and saw Paige, trying to reach for the coffee jar. She was standing on her toes. His lips curved into a smile, watching her.

She was trying really hard to reach for it. He didn't want her to get hurt. He walked to her and took the jar for her with his hand on her waist.

Paige lowered her gaze when he pushed her gently from behind. She turned and saw him holding the coffee jar.

"Here" he said.

"Thanks" she said too quickly. She poured some powder into the cup of hot water. She added some milk and sugar.

"Want some?" She asked.