An Extra Set Of Hands
As Nina snuggled against me, her breathing steady and calm, I couldn't help but smirk to myself. This felt like the perfect moment to bring up an idea I'd been sitting on for a while.
I tilted my head slightly, looking down at her relaxed face.
"You know..." I started casually, my tone deliberately light. "...Watching you run around like a headless chicken these past few days got me thinking."
Nina let out a small, content hum, but her eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she was trying to decide whether to pay attention or stay lost in the comfort of the moment.
"What about?" She mumbled, her voice muffled against my chest.
"About how much work you've been taking on by yourself." I said, brushing a strand of hair from her face. "So, I took the liberty of finding a little help for you."
That woke her up. She stiffened against me, pulling back slightly to look up at me with wide eyes.
"Help? What kind of help?"