Ethan didnt know what to do. He didnt want to get up from bed in fear that she would catch him gloriously naked. Not that he cared about his dignity, but he didnt want to scare her off. He watched as his cock that he had managed to calm a bit, rise again at the thought of her coming to his bedroom. Grunting and mumbling under his throat, he picks his phone and sees the text message sent from Marcey.
Oh..of course it is Marcey doing.
Doesnt she realise that she is pushing him too much? What if he crawls back into his shell like before? He would hate for Ana to see him like that.
Ana peeks inside the bedroom and could see the door of the bathroom left open. She steps inside and notices Ethan lying in bed with only a duvet covering his groin.
"God, I am so sorry." He apologised bringing the duvet to cover himself properly.
She quickly turns around with her heart hammering against her rib cage. "Oh..God..boss I am so sorry. I..Miss Marcey said you would be in pain. I came worried." She had expected him to be lying on the floor, curled into a ball in the room while wailing his eyes out with the way Miss Marcey had described it to her. "I will wait outside." She didnt wait for him to respond before rushing outside. She stood by the wall next to the bedroom and placed a palm to her heaving chest.
What was that? That beautiful tanned skin with ripples of hard muscles? He looked like he want the type to have those things under his clothes, but who would have thought. Does he have a gym? She could not imagine boring, stoic faced Ethan working out to tone his muscles. She took deep breaths and patted her chest, her girly heart couldnt handle the beautiful sight tof his naked upper body. She tries to remember it again and felt the hear crawling up to her face. She pats her face awake and nods her head, feeling a wave of cold air hit her. It made goosebumps rise on her arms and her breasts felt itchy.
"Ana.." Ethan softly calls stepping out. He notices her leaning against the wall and heaves a sigh of relief. He was scared she might have ran off. She turned around and noticed him clothes. There was a slight look of disappointment in her eyes and it made Ethan panick. Did she not like his dressing? He was wearing a simply loose T-shirt and a comfy home pants. "Do...do you not like it? I will go change." He hurries back into the room and Ana follows immediately.
"Boss, no need to change clothes. It is perfect." She scratched the back of her head as she stares at his legs that had stopped in front of the dressing room. She didnt think it would be so obvious but Ethan must have caught the slight disappointment in her eyes when she saw his clothes. Poor man thought she was insulting his sense of fashion.
Did he really care that much about her point of view, or he was just being insecure?
He slowly walks back and sits at the edge of the bed. Ana glances at him and looks around the huge room that is at least four times her whole tiny apartment. How very contrasting.
The wall colours werent bright ones and she wasnt the least bit surprised. Grey and and off-white fits him perfectly. She glances back at the man who is now sitting and staring at her knees, no doubt in order to avoid looking straight at her.
Is he expecting her to sit beside him? On his bed?
Eheheh...no way.
She looks around and sees a swivel chair at the corner of the room. Situated in front a desk and pushed it to his bed. Settling herself in it, she smiled at him, thinking of ways to let her introverted boss now that she isn't here to take his cherry but is here to just make small talks.
"Miss Marcey told me.." she begins feeling the cold hit her again. It seems the temperature of the room was intentionally set to a cold one. "I can read you a book if you want. To clear your mind or we could have a conversation." She noticed how he played with his fingers and furrowed his brows. Maybe he isnt comfortable with her being in his personal space.
She should have thought well of that before invading.
"And if you arent comfortable with me being here, I can leave. I won't take offense to it. It is your personal space." She informs.
Ethan jerks his head in her direction and quickly replies. "I didn't mean it that way. It is fine. Erm..." Marcey is a stupid cousin of his, whom he should probably suspend. "What do you want to do?" Ana opens her with to talk but shudders at the cold. He remembers that he had set the room temperature to a cold one. Getting up, he quickly walks to the temperature plate. "Sorry I forgot about the temperature." He didnt feel it since his temperature was on the higher side.
Ana too gets on her feet and stops him from adjusting the temperature. "Boss I am not the one whose insides will soon turn to barbecue. Leave the temperature please..."
Ethan looks back at her. Her small frame standing about two feets from him. How is she so considerate? Ana noticed him staring at her and smiles back at him. He looked slightly surprised by her smile and his face began to heat up. She felt it must be because of his body temperature. His ear lobes were almost transparent pink by now. His lips sligtly parted and his eyes misty like a morning dew.
He took a step back before maneuvering around her and walking back into the dressing room. She lets her head follow him wondering why he does that. When she looks at him, sometimes he acts normal and most times, he just looks like he wants to run into a wall.
Perhaps he isnt confident about how he looks. But who is she kidding, he is so good looking, he took her breath away the first time they met. He is a weird man that appears to have different layers and for some reasons, she wanted to move closer and peel off his layers so that he could one day bare himself to her.
Ana pulls up a side of her lip as she remembers why she is here. No place for you to hide, boss.