Undercover

Chapter 20

Sarah

Next morning I woke up before him. I quietly got out of bed without waking him up. I walked to the bathroom which was just as spectacular as the rest of the apartment. He had wooden panels in the toilet too, and white marble floor and sink. I took a towel and wrapped it around me after I was done with freshening up.

I went out and walked to the living room. I didn't think he was so invested in art. He had more paintings than I noticed yesterday and sculptures. They all looked super expensive.

I was wondering if I should call Henry and tell him about tonight, but I would rather keep this to myself without having an agenda. Honestly, I would feel bad putting bugs in here, and if I told Henry he would send someone immediately and make me put them on. I was going to do this my way. I knew he was never home anyway, so it would be a waste of time putting mics everywhere. 

I walked around in the towel and looked at his things. His apartment gave an insight into him as a person. Clean, and sophisticated and he definitely had class. It felt a little too clean for my liking, but that was who he was.

The kitchen was also with wooden cabinets and the counter was black marble. He had two other rooms, which I assumed were the guest rooms and inside his bedroom, he had a walk-in closet with his clothes organized as you would probably see in a commercial. Then I remembered my own little closet that resembled a mountain of clothes ready to fall down on me. He would have had a heart attack if he saw it.

I tried to look for any hidden drawers with drugs or a gun cabinet anything to get some dirt, but nothing. And if he had such a thing here, I bet it was hidden in a very subtle place that I would never be able to find. He would never let me come here if it was easily found.

After walking around for 10 minutes, I went to the kitchen and opened the fridge. Even the freaking fridge was super organized. I needed this guy to come to my place and organize my stuff like this too.

I took out the milk and butter. Yesterday was his birthday, so at least I could make him a nice breakfast for when he would wake up. He had many things inside, and I took what I could use and started my little magic show. I was not the best at cooking, but breakfast I could do.

I made some pancakes, omelets, and sausages next to it. He had different variants of cheese, so I cut them and made a little cheese table with olives and vegetables. I decorated the table nicely and took out the juice.

While I was busy flipping the pancakes, I heard footsteps behind me and turned around to him looking confused as hell. He just woke up, so he was still looking sleepy. He was only wearing some grey sweatpants and I didn't mean to, but my eyes automatically went down to his private part and I looked quickly up at him again.

Why do I have a weakness for grey sweatpants and why do they make a guy's penis so visible?

"What are you doing?" He asked in a weird tone and walked closer. I couldn't really tell by his expression what he was feeling. He didn't look happy, but he didn't look mad or annoyed either. There was just an awkward vibe suddenly.

"I thought I would make you breakfast." I said and took a step closer to him. He was completely quiet and then gulped. He didn't seem as excited to see me as he was yesterday. "Is everything okay?" I asked him and he just looked confused around the kitchen.

"My head's hurting. I think I drank too much." He said and I turned around to give him some orange juice. He took it and sipped it while not moving his eyes from me.

"Do you want some clothes?" He asked and looked at the towel I still had wrapped around myself.

"Yes please." I said and he walked into his bedroom and came back with a black hoodie. He had also put on a t-shirt now. He handed over the hoodie and I put it on over the towel and then removed it by pulling from under. The hoodie went to my mid-thigh, and I luckily had my panties underneath.