Neal looked over at her and frowned. "You can wear my sweatpants." Instantly knowing that it was the wrong thing to say he looked at her feet. "I'm going to rub your feet and then we'll go shopping." He might as well keep talking before she responded to him.
His hands gently went to her feet, pressing small circles in her heel before moving up to her toes. He knew that she worked all day on her feet while he worked at a desk.
"Maybe after this we should find you another job?" Something she could do that wasn't so tiring or taxing.
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Date: 2016-11-12 05:23 pm (UTC)His hands gently went to her feet, pressing small circles in her heel before moving up to her toes. He knew that she worked all day on her feet while he worked at a desk.
"Maybe after this we should find you another job?" Something she could do that wasn't so tiring or taxing.