His Moods
I hop into the hot bath after he has disappeared. Luckily for me, the bath was deep and I got to hide everything below the neck in the tub as it filled with water.
I hold my knees to my chest and glance at my nighty and underwear on the ground.
How embarrassing, that he'd judge me so much on the design.
"Have you eaten, Wren?" Theo calls out from the other room, presumably from the kitchen. I glance up and I can see him looking in the fridge.
There is a danger to his question. He was going to be pissed off if I said no. But how else would I get to check out his cooking ability?
"Just a little bit," I yell back out, "I guess I'm still hungry."
There is no response from Theo but I slyly look over the rim to see him preparing something. He starts slicing up tomato's, cheese and onion. He actually glances up, as if feeling my gaze, catching me staring.
He holds my eyes as I awkwardly smile, then when I see him simply looking at me, not reacting nor smiling back – I decide to face the charcoal tiled wall. I sink down, my bottom sliding along the smooth bath as the water comes up to my nose. I'm now successfully hidden.
Watch yourself, sweet cheeks, I know what you're doing... Theo's words from this morning when I was teasing him, come back to me from that look he was giving me now. There were so many ways I could take it. A light threat, a joke or perhaps he was... dead serious.
Telling him I only ate a bit and was still hungry was a bad move, I admit. He liked to know I could take care of myself. Then simply watching him make food while I'm naked in a bath... I might be seen as trying to seduce him over to me.
If you push him too far tonight you might actually get your ass spanked, be careful, my conscious is weary and knowing. I was good at reading people's vibes and despite Theo's teasing I had a feeling he wouldn't appreciate any more disrespect from me.
He'd want me to listen, do as I'm told, stay warm, eat, sleep well etc. If I didn't behave perfectly tonight from now on, from that look he just gave me while making me dinner... he wasn't going to give me much more rope to work with.
I grimace... oh man, that was a terribly inappropriate pun.
I start to think about him tying me up and I squirm at the thought, pressing my thighs together and closing my eyes. I sink deeper into the water, until my head is all the way submerged. I like the feeling, I come back up for air and take a deep breath, deciding to see how long I can stay under. Call me childish, but I was pretty good at it and it was a challenge.
I sink under the water, calm as I'm engulfed by the muffled sounds of everything beyond. I liked how water did that, it made everything sound more stretched and low.
Eventually I decide to fall on what Rhea would inevitable tell me in this situation. You're overthinking it, Wren, over-analysing nothing, just calm down.
So I decide to calm down and just relax. Theo was still my boss, even if he liked being suggestive sometimes, mentioning ropes... it was just teasing. Not to mention, I was overanalysing a simple look he gave me.
At the end of the day, you work for him and you have to maintain your professional relationship.
"Exactly," I breathe out as I come up for air and then rub out the water from my eyes. I decide it's been long enough, about half an hour or so of warm soaking and nearly falling asleep. It was time to get out of the bath.
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Mastering Wren
RomanceMature Content (Ages 17+) *BDSM/HUMOUR* Fate decides that two people, with completely different values and lives, shall be thrown into the same workplace. Wren's life seems to be filled with awkward stuttering, an overthinking brain and an anxious t...