Against Parental Advice

Chapter 9

A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

War's POV

I tossed and turned all night.

The manly fragrance of my driver Yin kept floating in my memory.

The feel of his thighs against mine when he pinned me to the neighbor's fence was still burning on my skin.

I could still feel his heavy chest and the strong pounding of his heart against mine.

What was happening to me??? I had never felt any attraction to another guy before. At least as far as I could remember. Wait... no... I remember now, I used to be attracted to my PE teacher back in high school. But that was a long time agao and since then I was only attracted to girls. In fact, just recently I was thinking of dating Carole.

And then this afternoon's events came out of nowhere and now Yin was front and center of my attention.

I glanced at the digital clock on my dresser. It was almost midnight. I had to take something to help me sleep.

I got out of my bed and went downstairs and made my way to the kitchen. I thought of making myself a cup of lemon grass tea.

The kitchen light was on. Who left the kitchen light on...

"Oh, it's you," I said when I saw our housekeeper Sea pouring hot water into a cup.

I heard him gasp before turning around to face me.

"Oh," he said. "I am making myself a cup of chamomile tea. I'm having a hard time sleeping. Did you want me to fix another one for you?"

"Actually, I was thinking of making myself a cup of lemon grass tea," I replied.

"Let me make that for you," he said, already opening one of the kitchen cabinets and taking out a cup and  a saucer.

"Thank you," I said, pulling out a chair to sit myself at the table.

He took out a box of lemon grass teabags before pouring some hot water into the cup.

He brought the cup over to me and then said, "I will say good night to you, young master."

"No, please keep me company," I said motioning to a chair beside me. "Bring your teacup over here and tell me why you're having difficulty sleeping."

He suddenly looked uncomfortable.

"It's okay, young master, I would prefer to drink my tea at the employees' quarters," he said.

"No, no, no," I insisted. "I can't sleep just like you. I need someone to talk to."

"Alright, young master," he said.

"Stop calling me 'young master' " I said as I watched him pick up his cup of tea and bringing it over to the table to sit beside me. "Just call me War."

"Not in front of your father," he said.

"If that will make you feel comfortable," I conceded. "But when it's just the two of us just call me War."

"Very well," he said before taking a sip from his cup.

"So how come you can't sleep?" I asked.

"How come you can't sleep?" he countered.

"I asked you first," I said.

He started to blush.

"I keep thinking about him," he confessed, looking very uncomfortable now.

"About who?" I asked, getting really curious.

"Please don't make me tell you his name," he begged.

"Why, do I know him?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

He looked down at his cup, nodding slightly.

"You have got to tell me! I insist!" I pressed on.

"No, no, please," he was begging me now. "I can't tell you! Iwill have to quit and leave this household if you force me to tell you."

I sighed. I did not want him to leave. He was a very efficient housekeeper.

"Very well," I conceded. "I will not force you to tell me."

"Did you  want to talk to me about why you can't sleep?" he asked.

"I have developed a crush on someone and his face and his manly fragrance is keeping me awake," I sighed before taking a sip from my cup.

"You wanna tell me who it is that's keeping you awake?" he asked before taking a sip from his own cup.

"My driver Yin," I replied.

He spat his tea all over my face.