Written for Charmed_100.
Wyatt looked up the minute McKenna sneezed. “Are you getting a cold?” he asked.
“No, it’s just the dust,” she explained as she waved him off. Gripping her favorite pen, she continued to work.
Wyatt walked up behind her and rubbed her shoulders. Noticing the untouched plate of food beside her, he frowned. “You really should take a break and eat something.”
“I’m fine,” she answered, aimlessly twisting one of her rings around her fingers. She never once looked up.
Impatient, Wyatt bent down and kissed her. “Sometimes you need to take a break,” he said with a mischievous smile.