Chapter 390 - The Stare (1/2)

Edward felt stupid. No one had ever made him feel this stupid ever in his entire a.d.u.l.t life, and it was really a legendary feat, he had to give her that.

Unable to wipe the smile on his face, he got up from her chair.

He would have to think up other ways to put one over her just as well. The game was on, he thought elatedly.

”If only I did not just give you two off days, I could have been your ride to work.

I'm very certain you're dying to feel the plushness of my car again.” It was evident that he was making a joke.

Amy keyed into the fun. ”Won't your other employees talk, sir?” She questioned acting exaggeratedly coy, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

She made to stand up from her bed, but a dizzy spell made her lose her balance and she started to fall, flailing her arms in front of her.

But she never reached the ground, regaining a semblance of balance as she plopped back onto the bed.

She had really outdone herself on the crying bout this time, she figured.

Edward was alarmed at her wobbly behavior but watched her get it under control quickly enough before he could react, so he carried on like nothing had happened at all.

”Why, of course, they will talk. In fact, they'll say the new girl has put a meili on the boss. Some might even want to attack you just to save me.

Especially the women. I am hot stuff, you know,” he winked, standing up and closing the small space between the chair and her small bed.

He had wanted to do this for so long and now even though it was all just an imagination, he could hardly bring himself to stop.

That is until his hands, acting on their own accord, started to travel down the length of her body, pausing to feel the smoothness of her back from beneath her c-shaped tank top.

Soon, his right hand slid even lower until he could feel her b.a.r.e posterior, or what was left of it, sitting in bed as she was.

He stuck his hand further under the fleshy mound of a.s.s and cupped it greedily.

He pictured Amy's face rapidly starting to turn tomato red when she realized that one of her boss's hands was cupping her a.s.s, while the other remained in the small of her back.

Edward brought his head back up from her shoulder where he had buried his nose in her hair.

His stare seemed to burn into her face and she looked away, unable to hold his intense gaze.

It made her feel some type of way that she could not understand; her heart palpitating in her rib cage so hard that she thought it would explode.