Fifty Eight- A Pressing Date Issue

“Chloe…” She jumped slightly at the mention of her name. She had been so deep in thought. “What are you doing?” Amir questioned her, a little frown of concern on his face.

“Uh…” Her eyes swiftly darted between the man and the duster in her hand. “My job?”

“This entire house has been cleaned already. Have you forgotten that housekeeping came today?”

“Did they?” Chloe took a quick trip down memory lane and she realised he was right. Had she not been so occupied with what to wear and what to expect on her coming date, she would have withdrawn herself from picking up the duster.

Leaving the last step to stand on level ground with her, Amir pocketed his hands into the pockets of his shorts and asked, “Are you worried about something?”

She unwantedly became flustered. “No, I… I was just willing to work, that's all.”

His eyes scanned her uniform. His mouth made a clicking sound. “I guess you were. We should do something about that though.”