A little excerpt

She’s so lost in the world she’s creating she doesn’t even hear him come up to the table where she is seated. He sits down across from her before she has even realized he's there.

“Where are you now?” he asks her, a slight smirk on his face.

She looks up at him, her fingers continue typing, slowly finishing her train of thought.

“She’s confused. She doesn’t know what she wants. I guess she’s every girl.” She looks at him, shrugs her shoulders.

“I didn’t ask where she was, I asked where you are. Do you know what you want?” His voice and eyes are so sincere, she believes he actually cares about what her answer is going to be when he asks.

“I know what I don’t want. Is that enough? I don’t know, but it’s all I’ve figured out so far, and for now, it’s all I want to figure out.”