15.

The shower had his lingering smell . You would say it might be the body wash but this wasn't that .I don't know how to explain. It was HIS smell.

I turned on the shower and let the warm water fall on my face. It felt refreshing.

I had questions. Why do I feel this way about him? Maybe it's his look. He has many people falling head over heels for him,men and woman alike. Women in our office fangirled over him while the men looked at him as a role model.It's like being with a celebrity. That must be it. Everyone has one celebrity they want to sleep with.

Yes ,that's it . It's envitable for me to any other way.Especially since I work closely with him.

But deep down ,I feel like there is more to that.

I feel like we know each other. Maybe I forgot where I know him from. But that's impossible. I would remember a man with his specifications if we met before.

And anyway, this is just infatuation. I do not have the luxury to fall in love right now. I have other responsibilities. I do not have the time right now for this. With that , I made up my mind. I need to focus on my job. I cannot lose my job over some infatuation.

I made up my mind, and finally got out of the shower. I changed in the dry area. I could not hear anything from inside the bathroom. The walls are soundproof so I am not sure what he is doing. I changed to the pyjamas inside the closet. This place really has everything . I dried my hair using the hairdryer. I was buying time for myself before I face him.

As soon as I decided that I can keep a straight face,I stepped out of the bathroom.

Mr. Blackwell was on the bed ,sleeping,one hand over his face . He didn't realize I was out.

He looked tired too.

I sighed . Although I had prepared myself, maybe it's better. I can sleep too.Tomorrow, we have a lot of work.

I climbed onto my bed and set the alarm for 5 am. I will have to stop it before Mr. Blackwell wakes up.

I looked up at Mr. Blackwell, fast asleep, he looked adorable. He looked like a little kid. No matter how alpha a man can be,they look so vulnerable while sleeping.

I stared at the ceiling. The dim lights soon became blurry and I drifted off to sleep.