Demi spun around at the sound of Isaiahs voice<br/>"Um no, not yet."<br/><span style="font-style: italic">"You better eat, we don't need you taking out law sues for not having proper care to our helper."</span><br/>"Yeah, I will. Eat that is. Not sue."<br/>She watched him out of the corner of her eyes as he plopped himself on the couch and flicked through the channels, she smiled slightly as he decided to watch a childish show, something that she would often do in the comfort of her own home.<br/>Before making herself a sandwich she tied her apron back around her waist, uncomfortable, but she didn't want to be seen not wearing it while preparing food.<br/>She made herself a salad sandwich occasionally peeking a glance at the handsome man.<br/>She took a few delicate bites and after a few more finished her sandwich. She rinsed the plate off in the sink and put it back into it's place.<br/>She reached under the sink and got the duster out, she walked behind the couch and started to dust off the blinds and in between the slates. She stood up on her tippy toes and extended her arm to reach the top of the blinds, unaware of her skirt riding up as she reached for the top, revealing a good part of her thighs. When she finished she looked down and tugged at her skirt, thankful for the distracting T.V.