“Bah! How can you be certain that he can get it up when you’ve never slept with him? Although he appears manly, it’s difficult to say when it comes to such a thing.”
Even after I had insisted otherwise, Millie didn’t pay it the slightest mind. At that moment, she truly felt that Michael couldn’t get it up.
Heaving a sigh, I zipped my mouth shut, knowing that she would definitely suspect something if I were to continue defending Michael. I didn’t want her to know about my relationship with him.
After working the entire day, I went to the supermarket to buy some fresh vegetables when I got off work. Then, I went back to Birchwood and started preparing dinner.
While I was cooking, Natalie phoned and asked where I had been in the past two nights. She asked whether I had stayed overnight at the hospital, and I answered her truthfully, telling her that I had been at Michael’s place.
Shocked, she kept quizzing me about my relationship with Michael. Nonetheless, I merely gave her a perfunctory reply and promised to explain things to her the next day.
By the time I was done preparing dinner, Michael had already returned. As he gazed at the dishes I cooked, satisfaction manifested on his handsome countenance.
“Since you’re home, wash your hands and eat,” I urged mildly, staring at the man who had taken a seat on the couch.
After washing his hands, Michael sat down across from me and started eating elegantly. Meanwhile, I kept my gaze on his alluring face. When I abruptly recalled Millie’s speculation earlier, a bark of laughter escaped me.
At my gaffe, Michael lifted his head and stared at me with a deep frown marring his face. “Why are you laughing, Anna?”
Ever since we arrived at the office that morning, I had been angering him time and again. Irked with me in the first place, his expression darkened further upon seeing me laughing at him.
“It’s nothing. I just thought of something funny,” I answered placidly.
Stifling my laughter, I kept my eyes trained on his as I tried my best to feign indifference.
“What was it that amused you so greatly?” Michael questioned intriguingly as he stared at me, no longer eating.
Ironically, his current expression made it seem all the more hilarious to me.
“I heard a female employee talking about you in the office today.”
I stopped at that and fastened my eyes on him to discern his reaction.
“So, what was it about?”
It was as though Michael could guess what I was going to say next, for the interest on his face suddenly vanished. He had probably heard female employees talking about him a lot, commending him on his striking countenance, wealth, and how he was an eligible bachelor whom they all wanted to bed.
However, those weren’t what I wanted to tell him. “There’s currently a female employee in the office who thinks that you can’t get it up.”
I feigned a calm expression as I spoke. After saying that, I buried my head in the food, saying nothing as I awaited his wrath.
Sure enough, his expression instantly turned grim on the heels of my words. The look in his eyes as he stared at me blazed with fury.
“So, you think that my skills in bed aren’t satisfactory, Anna?” he hissed through gritted teeth, his face as dark as charcoal.
No man could accept a woman thinking that their performance in bed was below par, and Michael was no exception. His gaze radiated intense rage.
“I didn’t say that! I merely heard that from someone else!” I hastily clarified upon noticing that he had shifted his attention to me.
Good Lord! His skills in bed are top-notch, so I’d never think that he can’t get it up. That’d be absurd!
“Then, what do you think? Do you think I can get it up?”
Despite having pushed the blame onto someone else, it didn’t seem to work as Michael continued to badger me. There was a strong sense of oppression in his eyes as they bored into me.
“I…”
Helplessness inundated me. If I’d known that he’d blame me, I wouldn’t have mentioned it to him! I merely wanted to see his reaction. I never expected it to backfire. Damn it, how unlucky!
“Since you think I can’t get it up either, I’ll show you my prowess tonight!”
His voice was threaded with distinct anger. Gah! I’m really in hot water now! Why on earth did I open my big mouth and tell him about that?
“That’s not what I meant. Truly, I didn’t mean that…” I frantically explained.
His skills in bed are already agonizing usually, so how am I going to sleep tonight and work tomorrow if he were to unleash his prowess tonight?
“It’s too late for explanations now!”
Snorting, Michael abandoned his unfinished dinner and got to his feet, storming toward the bathroom. Soon after, the sound of running water drifted from the bathroom. Oh God, don’t tell me he’s already getting ready to torment me?
As that thought occurred to me, I ate at a snail’s pace in hopes that I could drag things out. In fact, I was resolved to wait him out in order to escape the torment that awaited me.
After eating and clearing the dining table, I watched television in the living room. When it was about ten o’clock at night, I started growing drowsy.
Hmm… I wonder if he’s asleep… It seems to have been a long time since I last heard any sound from the bedroom. Could it be that he has drifted off?
Sheer delight flooded me at that thought. If he has truly dozed off, I’ll be spared from his ravishment tonight!
I crept into the bedroom stealthily. Since I didn’t turn on the lights, I couldn’t really see clearly. All I could see was Michael lying motionlessly on the bed.
His silent demeanor had me all the more certain that he was asleep. Straightening, I warily tiptoed over to him.
Initially, I was planning on moving around him and cautiously lying down on the other side of the bed. Alas, things didn’t transpire as I wished. Just when I was about to brush past him, I abruptly sensed someone gripped my arm. In the next second, I was sprawled over Michael.
“Why, did you finally cave?”
Michael’s lips curved into a smirk, not at all looking as though he had been sleeping earlier.
Oh my God, he wasn’t asleep at all! He was aware of my plan, thus deliberately waited for me to fall into his trap by feigning sleep! How absolutely cunning of him!
“Uh… You must be tired after working for the entire day, so why don’t you rest earlier? After all, we still have to go to work tomorrow,” I suggested softly on a sigh, as though looking out for him.
“I feel all worked up right now, so I’m afraid that I really can’t sleep without expending some energy. Luckily, I’ve got you by my side since some horizontal exercise is essential,” Michael countered, disregarding my comment entirely.
At that moment, he had already started unbuttoning my clothes.
Knowing that I wouldn’t be able to escape his clutches that night, I couldn’t help mourning inwardly.
But then again, I had no one to blame but myself. Ugh! Of all things, why did I have to say that he can’t get it up? Wasn’t I just inviting trouble for myself?
