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It was too early in the morning for any shenanigans, and Sarah had seen her fill already.
"James, must you hover? I'm putting the articles together, and I must concentrate."
James stepped back from her, and he waved his hands dismissively. "Who said I was hovering? I was only checking up on you."
"Checking? And what, pray tell, are you doing now?" Sarah asked, turning away from her work, meeting his gaze, arching an eyebrow. "Besides not working?"
James could no longer maintain his solemn expression and scoffed. "For your information, I am working, and it just so happens that seeing how you're doing is one such task."
Despite her better judgment, Sarah couldn't help but smile at his words. "That really is thoughtful, James,"
James beamed. "Why thank you."
"But you do have your own work to do, so hop to it." She remarked, and she went back to the articles.
James couldn't help but smile, shaking his head as he walked over to his set of papers.
"You do have a way with words."
Sarah let out a laugh. "Indeed."