“What’d you have?”
“A taco.”
He seems to be waiting for me to add more, but I don't.
“A singular taco?”
I nod, and he doesn’t look pleased, but he doesn't comment on it. He keeps doing this. When he’s not with me, he’ll call and text all day, either reminding me to eat or asking what I had, and it’s sweet, so I don’t complain, but it’s not fun having him watch me so closely.
When heiswith me, which is a lot lately, he’s feeding me all day. He doesn’t force me to eat or finish everything, which is good, I guess, but I feel like I’m eating way too much. I tried to tell him that, but he keeps saying I’m actually still not eating enough, and after reading the articles from earlier… maybe he's right.
“Did you get the food I sent?”
“Yes, Lee.”
“Go grab it so we can eat together.” He sets his phone against something, and when I see the sandwich in front of him, a smile touches my lips. I grab the bag of food and find a sandwich similar to his, but mine seems to have less stuff in it.
“What is this?” I open it, but he quickly tries to stop me.
“It doesn’t matter. Try it before you say you don’t like it.”
I roll my eyes at him, and he sends me a glare through the phone, which makes me laugh. I bring the sandwich to my nose as he takes a bite of his, and it smells okay, so I take a bite, and it isn’t bad at all.
“What else do you have to do today?”
I tell Liam about the rest of my day, and besides my two photo shoots and a few meetings, I don’t have much to do. We getlost in another conversation as he tells me about how the cats have been bothering him all day, and I laugh at how annoyed he sounds.
“You like it?” Liam smiles at me through the phone as I eat.
“I do, but I don’t want to eat anymore.”
“Sage–”
“I’m full!”
“Dory, I'm proud of how much you ate, but you can't be full. Please tryonemore bite.”
I glance back down at it, and when the articles I read fill my head, I force myself to eat more. I blink the stinging in my eyes as I take a bite.
“Good job. If you really don't want any more, then that's okay.” Liam tries to reassure me, but I feel my food coming back up, and it feels like acid in my throat. “What's wrong?”
I shake my head in response as I swipe out of the call and force the food back down. I know I shouldn't listen to Google, but reading about possibleheartconditions as a result of constantly throwing up my food… I'm finishing this whether I want to or not.
“Is someone calling? Why are you on pause?”
I don't respond to Liam and quickly force the rest of the sandwich down. When I get back to the call, I plaster a smile on my face as I show him my napkin. “See? All done.”
He watches me carefully before a crease grows in his brows. “You look sick… Baby, if you were really full, you didn't have to force yourself-”
“I'm okay, Lee.”
Someone knocks on my door, and I’m glad for the interruption, so I let them in. Liam tries to get my attention, but I ignore him as Coral and Quinn walk in.
“Holy shit, who’s the admirer?” Coral glances around the room.
I smile down at my phone, and Liam very clearly bites back a smile.
“Was this Killian again? Because, at this point, that man is in love with you.”
