AntonioAntonio frowned, his brows pulling together as he eyed Clarissa's retreating form. He stepped into his apartment, lingering by the door with it already half closer, propped open with his hip. Of all the things that he had expected the girl to come forth with, it certainly hadn't been two small vials of oil. He listened to the story of her sister, eyeing the girl a bit apprehensively. He hesitated for a moment even as he inched forward, peering out from the darkness of his apartment. Clarissa had just berated him for walking through the halls with a screaming baby so late at night. And now she was offering him lavender to help both him and the babe get some sleep? He couldn't help but be a bit apprehensive, wondering why she was doing such a thing.
Part of Antonio wondered if it was so that Clarissa herself could get some well needed rest, perhaps more selfish reasoning than what Clarissa was attempting to portray. He gave a light shake of his head, ridding his mind of such thoughts as he finally took the vials from her. He gave her a small, grateful smile. With a slight nod of his head, Antonio tilted his head to the side. He looked at her, curious, but didn't dare to raise the questions that still lingered in the back of his mind.
"Thank you," Antonio spoke softly, gesturing for the vials. "I'll... return them tomorrow," he said, not wanting to keep the oils longer than necessary. Clarissa didn't own him a damned thing, he had robbed her of sleep and yet she had still willingly gone out of her way to help him. His smile twisted, morphing into a slight smile as his eyes roamed Clarissa's features. "I will stop in if I end up having to stay home, but if she is feeling better, I'll be at work until late," he explained, not wanting Clarissa to think that he was trying to avoid the situation.
Antonio gave a thankful smile before retreating into the apartment and doing just as the woman had described. He massaged a bit of the oil onto Abree's stomach in tiny circles. Surprised by how quickly it helped the girl into a peaceful slumber, it wasn't long before Antonio was slipping away into sleep as well.
When Antonio was woken the next morning by a grumpy baby, he was immediate in calling in sick. He called the doctor, making an appointment to take Abree in, in a few hours. Showering with a sick baby was no easy task but Antonio eventually managed to before doing the same with Abree. Heading down to his vehicle, his first stop was the doctor's and then to the pharmacy to fulfill the prescription.
Antonio had nearly made it home when he remembered the promise that he had made to Clarissa in the early hours of the morning. He found his way to the Purple Room quickly where he parked a few spots down from the entrance. He hesitated, eyeing the front of Clarissa's business before finally climbing from his car. He undid Abree's car seat before making his way into the coffee shop, thankful that the child had worn herself out and was now sleeping rather peacefully despite the noise in the cafe as he waited in line.
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