Chapter Thirty-Six
She left the kitchen and ran up the stairs straight into their room. Took a look at the plate in her hand then tossed it onto the nightstand. She wasn't hungry anymore. She got rid of her jacket and pants, entered the bathroom, undressed completely, stepped into the shower and closed the cabin. Only when she felt the hot water running down her skin could she actually start breathing normally again.
He had promised to make up for missing their dinner and they'd ended up having such an ugly fight instead. She was angry with him for being so stupid about all this. Maybe it hadn't been her best decision to hire Chris, but she couldn't just get rid of him because of Will's unbearable jealousy. The firm's interest was more important to her and if he couldn't deal with that it was his problem.
She suddenly heard a noise and a few seconds later she saw him standing in front of the shower cabin. She stared at his silhouette without saying a word, waiting for him to say something and after an endless moment he opened the cabin. He only had his underpants on, so it was pretty clear he didn't show up to talk to her. He looked her up and down and she felt like smacking him in the face for being so shameless.
"I'm such a moron," he finally said with a boyish look on his face and although she was still angry with him, she couldn't stay indifferent. Even after so many years, she still found him irresistible.
She looked him up and down, considering whether she should stay angry with him and send him away or forgive him and make love to him right there and while she couldn't really get rid of her boiling anger, her desire for him was getting less bearable with each passing second.
"At least we agree on something tonight," she said, still not showing any sign of forgiveness, she was kind of waiting for something more, it wasn't everyday that they had such a fight, he had to realize that he wasn't able to solve everything with one word.
"I just hate him, I can't help it," he added, obviously noticing that she was still reluctant to forgive him.
"Oh shut up," she silenced him, because if there was someone she didn't want to talk about at that moment it was another man.
He looked at her with the most confused face, because she still didn't send him away, but she didn't exactly invite him inside the cabin either. The whole staring at each other thing started to get ridiculous and it's not like he needed an invitation if he wanted to join her. Of course she had been the one shutting him out, so probably she had to be the one making the first move if she wanted him.
"Do you want me to…" he started a question, but she didn't wait for him to finish, she put her hand on his mouth.
She looked him in the eye then took a step in his direction.
"I want you to show me how you feel, let it all out, this is your chance, you'd better not ruin it again," she challenged him and pulled back her hand.
He looked into her eyes, probably to determine if she was serious. She stood his gaze and didn't touch him again. In fact she stepped backwards and pressed her back against the wall. He reached out his hand and touched her face gently. She was surprised, but his touch made her shiver. She wanted him so badly already and she was sure that he knew it, so she didn't understand where the sudden gentleness was coming from. She certainly had different feelings at that moment. His hand slid down her neck, her shoulder, her arm to her hand, when it could have made its way on her chest, touching her breasts.
"You really want to know how I feel?" he asked, waiting for a last approval and she just nodded because due to the tension between them she was barely functioning anymore.
He stepped into the cabin, not taking his eyes off her and closed it behind him. The water was still pouring from the shower, so he got all vet as he stepped under it. She resisted the urge to touch him, she wanted him to lead them further. As his vet lips got close to hers they only touched each other softly, but that was like the last spark before the fire broke out.