IN THE ARMS OF MR. MICHAELS (UNDER MAJOR REVISION)

32: The confession

ANYA's POV

"EXPLAIN THIS TO ME, ROBERT!"

His mom said in loud firm voice with hands on her waist. Her dark eyes under her perfect creased brows narrowed into a scrutinizing stares with her nude lips pursed slightly. Clearly, she's in beast mode and now I'm dead!

Great job, Anya! My sarcastic mind proudly commented.

I just stand at the side of the bed with eyes avoiding to make any eye contact with his mom and hands that started to get clammy was trying to cover my neckline.

What to do? This is an utter disgrace for me! Being caught with his mom with him alone and in a compromised position. I gave him a sideways glance at the other side of the bed. My eyes widened while my throat suddenly became dry.

OH MY GOD! I didn't know he could be that sexy when only in his boxers! I thought he's mouthwatering, throat-drying must be the right term! This is unfair! How could he be that sexy when I'm not???!

He just rolled his eyes as he walked to his mother.

"Oh God, Mom...I told you to never steal my key and just barge in here!"

"Don't you dare use that voice, Robert. I'm your mother so I can barge in here whenever I want!" she answered while shaking her head with a black bun on top, voice sounding like yelling to some nagging boy. Her voice sounded sweet and nagging though firm but nonetheless, it didn't comfort me one bit.

"Yes, mom. You're my mother but please...I have my privacy---"

"Oh, save that with you, Robert. " she cut in while waving off her hand. "You mean, privacy of ...." she trailed off, studying me. "...bringing your woman here."

My body stiffened at that, more embarrassed with it. This is what I really hated, being judge by someone. Well, I can't blame her for that because anyone who would be in her shoes right now, caught some woman inside the man's place would no doubt think the same as her.

A woman spending a 'passionate night' with a man.

My hands was slowly dropped on my sides then clenched it while staring straight to his mom's eyes with head held high. After all, it's not as if I've chose to spend my night here.

"Mom! Please... She's not---"

"I'll take my leave now."

His head was snapped to my way when I voiced that out. His brow creased, eyes glinted with alarm while his mom stared at me with her arched brow and arms now crossed on her front. She doesn't look like a witch mom of some rich boy in every movie I've watch, but still, she have the right to react this way.

"I'm sorry that you had witnessed that----."

"No. You will stay here, Anya.."

I throw him a shuriken glare when he firmly said that and walked towards me with a scowl on his face.

I could really kill him for this! Did he really think I could just stay here after embarrassing myself? He's impossible!

But the bastard just ignored my glare then startled me when he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me against him before he turned to his mom.

"...because mom will leave now. Right mom???"

His mom just gaped at us, shocked visible on her face. Probably because his dear son chose me over his own mom.

Oh Gosh.. Why does he need to complicate more my situation here? I need to leave now before anything could get worse.

I tried to remove his hand gripping my shoulder but he just tightened his grip.