His Eagle Eyes on Me

"You are right," Elliot said. "If I'm doing alright, can I go to work? It's too boring to stay home. Letwalk around the office?" "The kind of walking around where you don't cback?" Avery teased. "You go ahead if you really want to work that badly!" "What about you?" Concerned that she would be bored, he proposed, "Why don't you cwork with me? I can arrange whatever position you want for you. It would be nice if we could go to work together every single day!" Avery felt chills down her spine at his suggestion.

"I love you, Elliot, but I'm really not interested in your work. You can go to work if you want to! Don't worry about me. I have my own plans," she said.

"Okay. Sendto the office now, then." Avery chuckled. "You really can't wait another second, can you?" "I've been resting for too long." Elliot beamed at the thought of returning to work. "Tpasses so slowly if I don't work. A person needs a job. It gives you a-" "Alright, alright. Speople just enjoy doing nothing. Don't force your viewpoint onto me." Avery agreed to send him to the office. "Get the driver to pick you up at night. No working overtime." "Okay. I'm glad that you want to stay home, anyway," Elliot said.

Once she sent Elliot to work, she told the driver to drive her to Wesley's house.

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used to it right away," Wesley said. "Stay for dinner. I'm cooking." "Sure! Letask Elliot to cover as well." "Of course! Has he gone to his check-up?" "Yeah. His wounds are healing well, so I let him go to work. He just can't stand staying home. It's almost like he is worried that we will all starve to death hit he doesn't make any more money, or that he will be disconnected from society if

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