What are you trying to do?

 The drive to Tom's place was quiet. He said nothing at all but closed his eyes. One would have thought he was sleeping but she knew he wasn't.  

She stole a few glances at him and wondered whether the pain was very severe or he was only pretending just to give her a hard time. If only he would give her the chance, she would help him fix back his broken arm and put it back in place with just a twist. 

She reminded herself to always be careful and try not to hurt him because his father would not waste time in firing her once he knew about it. Everyone had heard the rumours of how Mr Hwang loved his son and spoiled him to the fullest.

"That's right. I'm so good looking you can't help but steal glances at me." He said with his eyes still closed. 

Even though his eyes had been closed, he could tell she had been looking at him. He was so used to being ogled at to the point where he didn't even need to see the person before he knew they were staring at him.

"I wasn't stealing glances. I was looking at you" She said in a low voice and with her gaze on the road.

Tom's eyes shot open immediately. He was a bit startled because he had expected her to at least deny the fact that she had been staring at him but she even admitted it?

"It's because there is something I need to tell you and was thinking whether it's best to bring it up now, later or never."

"You aren't planning on confessing your feelings to me are you?" He teased with a wink before sitting up to listen to her.

"Someone was spying on you" She went straight to the point without any intention to play around with him. 

Although Tom was a bit disappointed that that was what she had to say, he was still very interested in the topic. "Spying on me? When? Where?" 

As she pulled over into his apartment, she explained "From when we left the hospital. It was a lack corolla without a plate number. The car turned back after we stopped at the restaurant."

Tom was quiet for a bit and released a sigh. It was his father that was contesting for crying out loud. Why were they always after him?

Just a few weeks back, they had almost shot him and if not for someone who had suddenly  pulled him out in a flash, he sure would have received that bullet in his head. Although he didn't know the person who saved him, he was very grateful to him or her.

"Why didn't you tell me back then?" He asked with a raised brow.

"Wouldn't have been the best option."

"What do you mean?"

"You would have made it pretty obvious that you knew we were being tailed and it was probably going to cause more trouble."

Tom scoffed. "How judgemental!" He accused her before adding,

"Are you trying to say I cannot control myself?"

"—" Lisa remained mute and just looked at him.  

"Wow!" Tom looked at her before a naughty smile creeped up his face. 

"Germany dear. I always like to prove people wrong." He said to her before opening the door. 

He paused and added,

"I'll need your help to get these clothes off." He reminded her with a straight face before turning to walk inside his apartment with a naughty smile plastered on his face. 

Lisa bit her nether lip lightly. "I really have to do this" She said to herself before leaving the car. 

  *************

It was the first time she was entering inside his room. His room was very similar to hers but while she had almost everything black, his were white and blue, including his bedsheets and curtain.

"I'm sorry to bother you." He feigned a sad look as he apologized. 

"It's fine. I should take responsibility for my action."

She replied before moving closer to him. 

She didn't think it would be difficult undressing him. She had seen a lot of naked men plus she had also seen him bare chested a couple of times. 'No biggie' She assured herself before placing her hand on the third button since the first two were already undone.

Tom swallowed hard when he felt her hand graze his chest.

He had wanted to tease her and watch her blush but it was as if everything was backfiring.  

She still looked very composed while undressing him but he on the other hand, could not concentrate. His eyes looked at anywhere else but at her and with the way his heart was racing, he was sure that Lisa could hear it. 

His breath seized and his eyes suddenly shone when he felt her hands on his trouser belt. "Wh.....what are you...try...ing to do?" He asked with a stutter.

"Helping you undress." She raised her head to look at him with her hands still on his belt.

For a few seconds, they both looked at each other. 

Tom wondered why she was still composed even in this kind of situation. On the other hand, Lisa was wondering why he looked so flustered when everyone knew he had the reputation of being a playboy. 

"I...will take care of my pants myself" He said in a low voice before moving away from her. 

"Anything else you would like me to do for you?" She asked.

"No.. nothing at all" He quickly dismissed her and turned towards his bathroom. 

Lisa knew it was time for her to leave the room and immediately she closed the door behind her, she released the breath she didn't realise she had been holding. 

She looked at the door in confusion, shook her head, and head towards the kitchen to go heat up the lunch he had bought for them.