The Way to a Man's Heart

Chapter 28

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Warning! This chapter has mature content. If you're below 18 please skip this chapter, sorry.

Pavel's POV

There was absolutely no way that I was going to let Dome get away with choosing me above coffee or tea.

Even if he insisted that he was just kidding, I was not going to let this golden opportunity slip away from me.

"Hey, listen, Dome, stop panicking," I said as I approached him, his face looking like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming lorry, except I was the lorry coming on to him.

"Listen," I said once more, grabbing him by the wrist. "I usually don't eat breakfast until after I have taken my shower."

"Then go take your shower," he said. "I will wait here for you."

"I can't believe you," I said, putting on an offended tone. "Do you realize just how heavy you are? I practically broke my arms carrying you here from the parking lot. My right arm hurts so much that I won't be able to reach my back to soap it."

"Don't use that card on me," he said with a smirk. "Not gonna work."

"My right arm does hurt so bad, I can hardly lift it," I insisted.

He slapped my right arm.

"Oww!!!" I gave an exaggerated yelp, nursing the part of my arm where he had slapped it. "Now you've hurt it even more!"

I kept on caressing my hurt arm. I also gave him an exaggerated grimace of pain.

"Fine," he finally relented. "But promise me, no hanky panky inside the shower."

"Scout's honor," I said, making the gesture that went with it.

He followed me inside the shower room.

He turned his back on me when I stripped all the way to my birthday suit.

"You will get your clothes wet if you come inside the shower stall with your clothes on," I warned him as I stepped inside the stall and waited for him to join me.

"I can't believe I let you trick me into doing this with you," he complained as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

I watched with a fast beating heart as he shrugged off his shirt and then slowly unhooked the front of his pants.

Was he unconsciously trying to seduce me or was he deliberately making me suffer? Because it was taking him forever to unzip his pants. It was like he was in a movie and moving in slow motion.

I didn't realize how long I had been holding my breath until I started to feel faint and dizzy.

I exhaled and then inhaled deeply as I watched him push his pants down his legs and all the way to his feet. Then I saw him kick it away to a corner of the bathroom.

"Your briefs," I said, when he started to walk towards the shower stall still wearing his navy blue briefs.

"It's okay," he said. "I don't mind them getting wet."

"It's not fair!" I complained. "Here I am, stripped to my barest skin and you are still completely covered!"

"I have taken off my shirt and pants already!" he complained back. "What more do you want me to do!"

"Take your briefs off," I said, trying to sound reasonable. "That's all I'm asking. I'm not asking much."

He shook his head in disbelief at what he thought was a very unreasonable request from me.