Chapter 84 - Flirting (1/2)

On the Lido deck, at half-past five,

Anya was impressed that Alvin woke her up and brought her out to watch the sunrise as she missed the sunset because of him. Seeing her laugh at him, Alvin was standing cold as arctic ice and ignored her teasing questions.

”Alvin Matthews could be considerate too. Is this west? I guess the sun rose in the west today. Did Alvin Matthews change or am I blessed today?...” And so on.

He was always considerate of her. Wasn't he?

He didn't want her to be filled with awful experiences and return home. Since she was admiring the sunset, he thought she might like sunrise and have a moment she could recall with a smile. She doesn't know how to cherish it. With his hands in the pocket, he looked east. He pretended like ignoring her but his attention was still on her, her voice, her giggles.

Well, he wasn't fated to enjoy the small moment of candidness. He clenched his teeth when he felt eyes on them. He glanced at her. As he expected, he saw her smile slowly dull, her expression stiffened, and her little excitement lost its mirth.

The sunrise was yet to complete when Anya started to feel eyes on them. She tried to ignore it but those eyes didn't move for a long time. Being watched from behind was a weird feeling. So she decided to check it out.

She spun, pretending to look around. There were another two couples on the lido deck, cuddling and watching the sunrise. Her eyes fell on two men sitting at the lounges of the swimming pool, sharing cigarettes, watching the sunrise. She strongly felt those men were looking at them until she turned around.

Although Alvin was aware of the eyes on them, he was more curious about the woman next to him. Her behavior, her attentiveness, and her smooth reflexes were something hard to find in common girls. She was trained and she didn't know how to hide it.

Is the training of the secretariat staff members so intense? He needs to ask Linus or Bernard.

He wasn't trained. When his stepmother was sending her maids to cause trouble for him, he was falling into their trap as a kid. He had to be smart to stop appearing like a fool in front of other people.

Hence he also had another doubt. Was Anya being followed or troubled in the past that made her so guarded? She was becoming a mystery.

Suddenly he felt Anya move. In a blink, she appeared in front of his eyes in the small gap between him and the railing. She was so close that he could see her baby hair on her skin, her gray eyes looked big and round when she blinked at him.

The gentle wind blew her hair and scattered them, shimmering against the warm rays of the sun. He itched to tame her hair and cease them from covering her little face but found himself frozen. He oddly wanted the time to stop there when she smiled.

”Sorry…” Anya smiled apologetically for going close to him without permission. She wanted to tell him her reason but swallowed hard.

'Why is he looking at me like this?' He neither blinked nor looked annoyed. His eyes fixed on her face as if he was lost in thoughts.

Anya had contemplated it would be fine to use him to check on those men's intentions. She started to feel uncomfortable due to their distance and his eyes.

Peeling her eyes away, she looked at the reflecting glass wall of the bar while breathing slowly through her mouth. Her heart was going crazy in her chest screaming at her to go aside.

Anyway, her attention soon fixed to the men. She had hoped for them to ogle other couples too but their eyes were particularly on her and Alvin. She further tried to focus on their behavior and appearance.

Their outfit looked branded but not stylish like other wealthy heirs she sees. Unlike the proud haughty behavior, they were cunning. They definitely had ulterior motives to be sitting there.

She was continuing her analysis when she felt Alvin put his hands on either side of her and bent to her height. She silently gasped looking at him coming close to her face with curious eyes.

Despite guessing what she was up to, Alvin teased her, ”Did the sun lose against me?”

Anya slightly pushed her head back, looking at his lips curled up to smug yet enticing smirk. Her gaze unhurriedly shifted to his cognac eyes. If she has to pick one thing that makes him devilishly handsome, it was his eyes. If those could scare one by darkening, they could dazzle brighter than the sun in his deep-set sharp eyes.

”Maybe.”

Did he hear it wrong? His Little Donut was flirting back instead of giving a sarcastic remark.

Looking at his smirk deepen, her pupils slightly widened, 'Did I just flirt back? Somethings wrong with me.' Though she counters to his teases, this was the first time she felt like she flirted with somebody.

Maintaining her composition, she quickly added in a whisper, ”So you should stop burning my eyes and step away.”

'Will this work?' She hoped it would work.

That's what he was thinking. His Little Donut was a type to even misunderstand flirting. He continued to tease her assuming this goofball never flirted with anybody.

He held a strand of her hair that was fluttering and tucked behind her ear looking at her eyes staring back into his eyes, forgetting she was keeping an eye on somebody, ”Sweetheart, you came to me.” His deep and low voice lingered in the air.

'Yes, I dug the hole and jumped straight in.' She chided herself accepting his words.

Suddenly her back stiffen when she felt like his finger grazed over her ear, yet he didn't touch her. She felt like he did it on purpose to see her fluster and she was adamant about keeping her composure and avoiding acting like a little girl.

Trapped between his arms, she pressed her forefinger on his shoulder and tried to push him away, ”Now, I am asking you to go away.”

As if he was an obedient fella, ”Alright.” He agreed indifferently and stepped away from her.

Anya was about to breathe in relief, her eyes fell on the two men who suddenly shifted their gaze away. Her hand involuntarily reached Aaron's shirt and tugged him. Unintendedly she used too much force expecting him to retaliate but he came closer than before.