Janette distance herself from him and ran to the washroom to grab a shower she was awed by the beauty of his bath it was futuristic glass washroom it's beautiful
Although this man is a jerk but has a great taste in interior designing, as soon as she kept her leg in the shower she was rewarded by his hypnotizing fragrance the shower smell alluring like him, stripping out of her dress she entered the shower and had a long one.
After doing her morning business she went towards the closest with only a towel wrapped around her body it's her habit but was shocked seeing him standing shirtless with his back towards her
"This man is going to get the hell out of me"
"He's hot" the voice in her head screamed but she chooses to ignore her she was busy fantasizing about how he will be in bed.
"Shut your silly fantasies Girl" the voice in her head brought her back to her senses
"Oh shut up"
"Are you done staring" the devil spoke she doesn't realise it when the man turned around facing her.
Her grip on her towel tightened he looked breathtakingly handsome she tried to recall who was the last person who looked so handsome just after waking up from bed but found none.
"He's your enemy, Jane" her inner self brought her to reality "Yeah thanks for telling"
"Sorry" she found herself saying but the question is why she's apologizing
"I didn't know that you're awake" she whispered and was about to exit the closet but halted hearing his voice
"Stop" she held her breath and was reluctant to turn to face him but her heartbeat increased as she found his footsteps approaching her
What did he want now ??
She felt nervous under his gaze "Girl you are standing half-naked, in front of him"the inner self mocked her if she's a person she'd have glared at her
There were weird sensations going on in her stomach as he stood in front of her she lowered her lashes to avoid eye contact with him for seconds she shivered under his gaze but clenched her hands in a fist as soon as she remembered what he said last night
"What do you want??" with much courage, she peeked into his ocean blue eyes he was first amazed because no one in the world was worthy of gawking straight into Asher Norman's eyes but choose to mask it.
He stared into her hazel eyes there was something about them that allot warmth to his heart he held her hand in a tight grip
"Who gave you the possession to speak to me like that", he grumbled but was again left stunned by her boldness she was now scowling at him.
"I like the guts of this girl", the voice in his head spoke he shook his head to throw that thought out of it.
"Leave my hand and mumble what you need to confess"her soft voice brought him out of his thoughts he smirked seeing her struggling with one hand on her towel and other in his.
"You are planning to spend your day roaming around the house in just a towel", he whispered, in turn, she rolled her eyes
" Mr Norman since when you were bluffing that you've got a brain", he smirked again at her comment
"Well Ms Norman what made you say that," he told her in his husky voice
"I'd have dried my hair till you stayed here", she mumbled casually he resisted himself to chuckle at her comment.
All of sudden he tried to cover the space between them while freeing her hand out of his grip she was nervous and started to moving backwards until her back hit the wall behind and there was no space left between them.
His eyes were fixed on her pink rosy lips and his mouth was extremely close to her face to the extent that their breaths were fusing against each other
" W..W..Wh..What a..ar..are y...u tr.trying to do??" she stammered his lips were getting dangerously close to hers she felt weak under his gaze.
He closes her eyes to feel her minty breath and the fragrance of her hairs she was alluring him, as his lips were about made contact with hers but she pushed him and exited the closest not before muttering "Jerk"
Meanwhile, Asher was trying to digest what just transpired
"For the first time in life a girl rejected him."