Well, shit.
"Yes."
He taps his pen against his notepad, still squinting. Inhaling quickly, he finally speaks. "What did you do?"
I ponder that question for a few minutes. Lips pursed. He doesn't push me to speak. He doesn't lose eye contact. Instead he puts down his pen and waits for me.
Jasper could never.
Just saying.
After a few minutes I just go. It's Dr. Garrett. How bad could it be?
"Oh, Edward." He rubs his hand over his face, and smiles at me. "You asked her to marry you?"
"I didn't ask her to marry me. I whispered a thought out loud and promptly brushed over it. I would think you'd focus more on the fact that she's my assistant."
"You asked her to marry you."
"I did not!" I exclaimed, exasperated. Running my fingers over my hair roughly, I continue. "You know, even if she did hear it. She hasn't even brought it up. We've been working together seamlessly." I cross my arms and slouch further down into the couch.
"Mhmm. Well, that explains why you haven't said much lately. You've been working with her for a month now."
"...And?"
"Can I speak freely?"
I roll my eyes and gesture for him to continue.
"Edward, you look exhausted."