Yes Master 2

Chapter Forty

Anita and Caspian sat in the campus coffee shop, across from each other at a small round table. Anita held her cup of coffee with both hands. She stared down at it blankly.

"Thanks for the coffee," she said.

"No problem," replied Caspian.

He stared at her softly. Her black hair was damp, giving it a wavy look. Her clothes were soaked, especially her sweater she wore. She was still shivering like she had been when outside. She was beautiful and to be honest, he wanted her. He had wanted her ever since they almost kissed a few weeks ago. He wanted to hold her and tell her how strongly he felt towards her. In that moment, however, he was more focused on her well-being. The first thing he wanted to do was warm her up.

"Here." He took off his raincoat, revealing a black and red striped sweater underneath it. He began taking it off, much to her surprise.

"What are you doing?" she asked, puzzled.

"Relax. You need a dry shirt. Your sweater is soaking wet."

She eyed his bare chest and his slightly defined abs. She looked away quickly so he would not notice. "You don't have to do that, Caspian. I'm fine."

"You're shivering."

"I'm okay."

Once he finished getting out of it, he handed his dry sweater to her. "Here. Go put it on."

"You're worrying about me too much."

"I just want you to be comfortable. Is it wrong for me to want that? I mean, you are my friend. I don't want my friend to be soaking wet and shivering while I'm dry and warm."

Friend? He saw her as a friend? She was surprised to hear him say that. She barely even knew the guy and he barely knew her. At most, she thought he saw her as a good classmate.

She smiled weakly and took the sweater from him, accepting his kind gesture. "Thank you." She stood from her wooden chair. "I'll be back."

He nodded. "Okay."

She made her way over to the bathrooms that were on the other side of the coffee shop. She entered the women's bathroom, found an empty stall and went inside, locking the door. Suddenly, she had a flashback to when Loki had broke her wrist in the bathroom stall at the dance competition. She looked down at her now healed wrist, remembering the agonizing pain.

She took off her wet sweater and hung it by the neck over the hook attached to the stall door. Then she put Caspian's sweater on. It was still warm from him. It smelled pleasant. She did not know how to describe what the aroma was. Perhaps it was his laundry detergent that he used.

With her wet sweater in her hands, she left the bathroom and made her way back over to Caspian. He had buttoned up his raincoat to hide his bare chest.

She sat back down across from him.

"Thanks again. That was really nice of you," she said softly.

He flashed her a small smile. "Of course."

She took a sip of her coffee. She checked the time. It was getting close to the time Loki would come. She needed to go soon.

"So...what's going on? Is everything okay?" asked Caspian.

She could not tell him the truth. She wanted to. Very, very badly. But there was no way that she could. He would never believe her. He would likely think she was crazy and he would abandon her.

"Nothing. I'm fine."

He gave a short laugh. "Then why were you sitting in the rain, looking like you were about to cry?"