Ethan turns his head in her direction. He was busy looking at some dresses that he had just placed in this display room. Ana stood by the door, gauging his expression. It was 9obvious on her face that she was deciding whether to tell him what she thought or not. Ethan didn't like that. He wanted her to be very confident around him.
"Is something wrong?" Could it be she wants to quit?
"No. Not at all. It is just.." she clears her throat and walks towards him, glancing at his hand that was on the dress. She moved to touch the fabric of the wedding dress. It felt amazing and she felt jealous of whomever would be wearing this dress. "Not that I am trying to be picky but boss, I have to tell you, I don't like pink so much. It makes me feel like a little girl."
Ethan gives her a genuine smile, forcing all the nerves in his body to not notice that her hand was on the same dress as his and he only need to move his hand a little to touch hers. "But you are a little girl."
"I am not. I am growing woman and a young lady." She assures perfecting her stance. "We have two weeks to prepare for the party and I can maybe like practice how to walk and smile like thos ladies. I am willing to go that far." She says although she winced at the thought of it.
Ethans hand that was caressing the wedding dress pauses and shakes lightly. Why? "Why?" Did she pity him? He wouldn't want her to pity how lonely he felt. He has waited long enough for her and he wasnt for once lonely.
"Because you are nice to me." She answers looking into his eyes.
He matches her gaze for some seconds before jerking away from the dress as if he had been burnt with fire just ny looking into her eyes. He quickly walks to a drawer at the end of the room and brings out a measuring tape. His heart hammering against his chest and his body generating more heat. Ana wouldn't be the first woman he would be with. Hell, she wouldn't even be the hundredth woman but, maybe he had really underestimated his feelings to think that he would he okay with her by his side and it wouldnt have any effect on him.
He clenched his hand and tried to keep his demon in control but the thought of wrapping the tape around her and taking he measurements kept his heart racing like an hammer. He would have to be really close to her. He takes in deep breaths and finally turns around. He could do this. He could keep his demon in check and wouldn't embarrass himself in her presence.
He took few steps towards her and stops when Ana began to walk towards him. He took a step backward, feeling his body temperature rising again. His head hurts just by looking at her and knowing she is within few feets, knowing he could wrap her in his body and feel her skin. Knowing she is close enough for him to show her how much he loves her, but couldn't. He didn't what her bolting upon realising that he had hired her mainly for his own personal reasons. He didnt need an assistant designer. Ana is good with her job. He has seen her work and is impressed despite how picky he is with other people's work but Ana has talent.
"Boss..." she calls noticing how strange he is starting to act.
"Yes." He answers walking towards her but keeping his gaze lowered. He raised the tape for her to clearly see and stares at the top of her head, he sniffs in her shampoo and closes his eyes in bliss. God! How does she smell like that? She smells divine. "For measuring." He tells her.
Ana turns around to make it easier for him to take her measurement. He first measures her back, his finger grazing her cloth. He grits his teeth while he did this and proceeds to measure her waist.
"Boss dont you need to write it down?"
He shakes his head but then remembers she couldnt see him. "No. I will remember."
"Wow..I am jealous of you."
"Yea." He brings his shaky hand forward to wrap the tape around her waist. But Ana suddenly turns around wanting to make it easier for him to take her measurement. The sudden action caused her naked arm to rub his his clothes one. He freezes and quickly removes his hand. "Sorry." His voice had turned raspy. His breathing erratic and his eyes was a deeper shade of red. He glances at her and noticed her expression had changed.
"Boss..." she took a step backward. "Your eyes..."
Ethan turns his head to the left and looks at his eyes in the mirror. His were a deep red. A color he only got when he is livid or too aroused. He looks back at Ana who was shocked.
"Are you...are you hungry?"
Ethan quickly shake his head.."No. No I am not. I am just..." he grips the measuring tape in his hands and felt it melt. Looking at it, he drops the rest of it that was yet to melt and backs way. "Ana I am sorry but could you come get me when it is time to leave?" He hurridly asks and turns around without waiting for her response.
Ana watched his retreating back and places a hand to her chest. She stares at the melted measuring tape and tries to calm herself. Working with a demon sure has its dark sides. He hadnt taken her energy yet, had he? She still felt the same. She had noticed that his body temperature was a quite high when he came close to her but it was not until she saw his eyes and the way he melted the tape did she confirm her doubts.
Was he hungry?
Why did it seem to he like he was quite shaky around her?
Ethan rounds the corners and walks towards a huge black double door. Walking inside, he opens the door with an annoyed force.
He turns to the wall and punches it leaving a hole in the poor wall.
Why? Why did he have to mess it up? Why did he have to scare her on her first day? She was surely starting to like him but now, she probably would be too scared to even look at him again.