Friday task

Alec's POV

"Are you really not leaving tonight?"

Skylar asked again as I took a sip from the coffee. After coming back from my mother's study, I was sitting on the couch, working with my laptop in my bedroom. And the whole time, Skylar was on the bed, watching me with her suspicious gaze.

"Do you want me to leave?" This time I looked up from the screen. It was the third time she asked.

"It's your room."

Her voice sounded uncertain, like she wasn't sure whether she wanted me to stay or not. I placed the coffee cup down and raised an eyebrow at her.

"That's not an answer," I said, watching as she fidgeted with the corner of the blanket.

Skylar crossed her arms and shot me a defiant look. "You usually don't stay. So, I was just… asking."

She wasn't wrong. It looked like I was trying to avoid her.

"You, of course, tried to ignore her." Sam barked in my mind.

Yeah, whatever.