The Second Wife by Melinda Mulera (book club reads .txt) 📗

Chapter 3:Dinner

I had to dip my entire hand to make sure it wasn't too hot or too cold before sighing and standing up from my knees. I turned to the door only to nearly jump at the sight of him waiting by the door.

"It's done." I gave a slight bow and stepped aside as he walked in and sat on the edge of the tub and dipped his fingers into it.

"Well done." He said as he pulled off his already unbuttoned shirt. "You may leave and wait outside." He said and I nodded as I rushed out in relief.

I'm not fired. I don't know what I would have done if I was fired. Follow my cousin's footsteps into becoming a wife for hire?

No. I can't do that after what she had gone through.

I walked over to the bar stand only to gasp at the sight of sizzling pork and beef just behind the the stand. They were probably aiming to wash it down with their champaign. I quickly grabbed the chopsticks laying just beside the small cooker and grabbed a pork slice and placed it into my mouth only to moan at the deliciousness.

Wow.... This was perfection.

I took the beef this time and groaned into my head at the tenderness and spices and all the right amount of salt.

This was heaven.

With my starving stomach, I could eat a whole bunch and lie that his uncle had some on the way out. So with that in mind, I took a few more pork and beefs into my mouth, feeling my hunger die a little but not completely.

"Eating without my permission." I jumped and dropped the chopsticks immediately as I stood straight and blinked around the room until I spotted him by his bed, running the towel through his hair as another hang just below his excruciatingly tight abs. "You sure don't respect me at all."

"I was counting... I think your uncle had some on his way out." I smiled nervously and unconsciously slapped myself for such a lame excuse and yet he didn't object to it.

"Did you have dinner?" He asked and I cleared my throat of the spice and shook my head slightly.

"Not yet." I said and he nodded as he walked into his closet where he closed the door. My eyes found their way back to the pork and beef still sizzling and firing up my nostrils.

I want more...

I slowly reached for the chopsticks only to withdraw my hand when the door of the closet clicked open again, revealing a rather normal looking Mr Bronze. He was wearing a black T-shirt that he didn't tuck in and some black jeans. Looking unprofessional for a moment.

"I'm hungry too, let's go have dinner together." He said as he reached down to the stool beside his bed and grabbed his keys.

"Someone's already preparing my dinner." I said and he sighed as he walked towards me.

"They can store for tomorrow. I don't like eating out alone with my body guards just standing idly and staring while I eat." He said as he glanced down at the sizzling meat.

Yes, let's eat that first.

"We can't leave this, it will burn the hotel down." I said as I licked my hungry lips when he wasn't looking. "Shall I finish it off?"

"You seem to like it." He said as he grabbed the chopsticks and took the pork into his mouth. "Hm, not bad." He said as he took another and another. Bound to even finish it himself. He glanced up at me and I looked away as my mouth watered. "Not going to say anything? Aren't you an expert at insulting me?"

"I wasn't insulting, sir." I cleared my throat as he sighed and held the chopsticks for me to take. I instantly snatched them from him and quickly placed them all in my mouth before chewing the delicacy.

"I've never seen a woman act shamelessly out of hunger." He said and I shrugged my shoulders as I turned the small griller off.

"You've just never met a real woman." I said and he chuckled slightly and pointed to the door with his head.

"Let's leave now, I have work to do." He said and I nodded as he let me step out first. I waited as he locked the door and turned to me.

"This isn't a date." He deadpanned and I furrowed my brows at him. "You're also paying your own meal." He said before he turned and headed for the elevator.

"I can have a free meal at my friend's place." I said as I fell into place with him.

"If you don't accompany me, I'll fire you." He said shamelessly and I sighed out in boredom as we stepped into the elevator.

"My shift ended long ago." I said in a mummer and he glanced at me with a raised brow.

"You poured champaign on me, I let you off and now you're complaining of me extending your time? You really have some nerve." He clicked his tongue and I rolled my eyes. "Aren't you skipping tomorrow as well since it's a weekend?" He asked and I folded my arms across my chest.

"That doesn't mean you get to boss me around all day. If there is work for me to do, I get called in even on weekends and just earn extra pay." I said and he nodded before dropping his eyes from my face to my chest again.

He suddenly leaned in and I took a step back, hitting the large mirror behind me as he stood in front of me, staring down with a smirk. I dropped my eyes to the ground ad I felt my face fluster at how awfully close he was. I gasped and shut my eyes when I saw him remove his hands from his pockets and reach up to me.

This is an elevator, Mr Bronze...

"You really have no decency fixing your own shirt." He suddenly said as I felt his fingers glaze the skin on my breasts forcing my eyes open only to pause when he was simply buttoning up my shirt himself. I furrowed my brows at him for being completely insensitive and teasing me all together. This man clearly has no shame.

"I can do it on my own." I said as I took in a sharp breath of annoyance and he rolled his eyes as he continued to button up until the last button.

"But you hadn't for the last hour even when you saw me staring. You'll probably leave it like that until the restaurant and you'll cause a scene." He said as he finished and stood aside with a dirty smirk on his face, knowing too well what he had just done. "If the shirt bothers you, go naked next time."

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