We Can't Be

The knock on the door untangled Skyla from her burdened thoughts. With a sigh, she got up and answered it. Zyair was standing there with his hand on the door frame, seeming even taller than he already was.

"Come have dinner, you must be hungry."

He had already cooked dinner while she was battling her feelings for him and planning on how to stay away.

"OK!" She answered softly and followed him to the kitchen island. Both of them sat down to enjoy the fried chicken and veggies Zyair had expertly cooked.

One look at her and Zyair knew something was wrong. She wasn't smiling or blushing anymore which she usually did in his presence. She was quietly eating but her eyes were focused on somewhere else.

"Skyla! What's wrong?" He couldn't hold back his concern.

She shook her head, "Nothing, just thinking about getting back to work tomorrow."