NadechYaya: Racing in the Rain

Chapter 5

"You left this in my condo." 

A gasp escapes my mouth when a red lace bra lands on my desk, right in front of me. My red lace bra. My eyes grow wide, immediately snatching them to shove inside one of the drawers. I looked at Nadech incredulously as he stood in front of my desk, leaving the door wide open. 

I roll my eyes when I see people purposely passing by to steal a glance at us, and what we were doing. 

People and their gossip. 

I let out a sigh, pushing myself off the chair to stride to the door, closing it shut. When I turn around, Nadech was already sitting on my chair. 

"You could at least close the door? People are already thinking we're banging each other." 

I huff a breath when he only gives me an amused smile. He leans against my chair, lifting his feet up to my desk. He casually grabs my bag and rummages through it. 

"What exactly do you think you're doing?"

I walk over to him, hands on my hip as I watch him fondle the contents of my bag. 

"There. I knew you have one in your bag." 

He brings out a box of band-aids and lays it on the desk. I whine at the chocolate bar he also took out, especially when he takes a bite from it. That's my chocolate!

"Hey!" 

I snatch the chocolate bar from him. He only glances up and feigns a chuckle. 

"What are you doing?! Coming in here, sitting on my chair, rummaging my bag, and using my damn band-aids! Where's my personal space?"

He stops unboxing the band-aids and looks at me. There was so much intensity in his eyes, but so was amusement. 

He leaned back against the chair and crossed his arms over his chest. He eyes me, giving me a certain look before he chuckles. 

"Oh, you want to talk about personal space, huh?"

I suddenly felt the need to swallow, matching his glare. 

"You come into my house, drink all my alcohol. . . . " I close my eyes shut when the memories start to play in my head like a bad movie. I really thought I had the weekend to forget about everything, but damn it, one word from him and I'm reminded of every single thing. 

"Hmm, your building isn't too far away from mine," I say as I park my car in the parking lot of his condo building. He unbuckles his seat belt and turns to me.

"Thanks for the ride." I watch him as he gets out, following him with my eyes as he runs around the car. I was about to pull out when he suddenly walks over to my window. 

Before he could even knock, I was already rolling it down.  He prompts his forearms on the window, leaning over. 

"A gentleman would ask if you want to come in b--" 

"Do you have alcohol?" I match his gaze.

"W-wha. . Yes?"

I let out a satisfied breath and nod, turning the engine and pulling out the key. I saw the surprise on his face when I come out, locking the door. 

"Then I'm coming in." 

The lost and confused daze on his face made me chuckle. I eye him, waiting for a response. 

"Oh, okay. Wow. I didn't expect that." A shy smile crosses his face, inserting his hands inside his pockets. 

"So?"