Chapter 10

I sat down, eagerly waiting for him to come back so we could finally go on our long-awaited date. But as the minutes ticked by, doubt started to creep in. It was already 11 pm, and Mr. Anderson was nowhere to be seen. Frustration and disappointment washed over me, and I couldn't help but berate myself. "Chloe, are you stupid?" I muttered to myself. "What made you think that your boss would have anything to do with you?"Feeling a mix of emotions, I decided to change my plans. I slipped into my bikini, grabbed a bottle of wine, and made my way to the poolside. The cool night air and the soothing sound of water provided a much-needed escape. Sipping on my wine, I tried to let go of my disappointment and enjoy the moment. As I stood there, sipping my wine and lost in my thoughts, I suddenly heard a familiar voice. "Chloe, why do we have the same taste?" Mr. Anderson's words echoed through the air, catching me off guard. I turned around in surprise, and there he was, standing before me. My eyes widened as his gaze scanned my body, and I couldn't help but take a small step back, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. At that moment, my heart raced with anticipation. I couldn't believe he was here, right in front of me, acknowledging our shared taste. It was like something out of a dream. But then, my foot slipped on the wet poolside, and I found myself falling into the water with a splash. The cool water enveloped me, and for a moment, time stood still. Mr. Anderson sprang into action. Without hesitation, he reached out and caught me, his strong arms wrapping around me. I could feel his heartbeat against my chest as he lifted me effortlessly out of the water.

"Are you okay, Chloe?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern. I couldn't help but blush, feeling a mix of embarrassment and gratitude. I managed to muster up the courage to say, "Can you put me down?" And just like that, he gently released his hold on me, and I landed back on the ground, a little flustered but also relieved. I looked up at Mr. Anderson, feeling a mix of embarrassment and pain in my back. He looked at me with a mix of concern and anger in his eyes.

"You don't know how to swim, and you were getting so close to the water?" he exclaimed, his voice filled with frustration. I tried to stand up, but the pain in my back was too much. He quickly noticed my struggle and came to my aid once again.

Without hesitation, he scooped me up into his arms, and my hand instinctively found its place on his neck. As he carried me, our eyes locked, and in that moment, time seemed to stand still. There was a spark between us, a connection that I couldn't deny.

He carried me to his room, his strong arms cradling me gently. I couldn't help but feel a rush of emotions, a mixture of vulnerability and excitement. It was as if we were in our little world, away from everything and everyone else. Once we reached his room, he carefully set me down on the bed, making sure I was comfortable. I couldn't help but steal glances at him, taking in every detail of his face. His eyes held a depth that intrigued me, and his touch made me feel safe and protected. At that moment, I couldn't help but wonder what this meant. Was there something more between us? Was it just a fleeting moment, or the start of something extraordinary? As Mr. Anderson handed me his clothes to change into, my mind was racing with questions. I couldn't help but wonder why he wanted me to wear his clothes. Was it some sort of test? Or maybe he just wanted to see my reaction?

After changing, I stepped out of the bathroom, expecting some sort of explanation or apology for the missed date. But to my surprise, he remained silent. Our gazes locked, and the tension in the room grew thicker.

Feeling a mix of confusion and frustration, I stood up from his bed, ready to retreat to my room. But before I could make my escape, he gently pulled me back towards him, his touch firm yet gentle. There was a magnetic pull between us, and I couldn't resist his gaze." can we spend a night together, I want to check something. He said with boldness 

"What do you wanna check?" I asked, my curiosity piqued. I wanted to understand his motives, to unravel the mystery behind his actions.

"I want to know if I will be able to sleep with you by my side," he said, his voice filled with a mix of vulnerability and desire. "I slept better yesterday when you were with me."

His words caught me off guard, and I could feel my heart racing. It was a bold request, one that left me torn between caution and curiosity. I agreed and I went back to the bed with him I petted his back, and Mr Anderson drifted back to sleep peacefully. It was at that moment I realized that my presence had a calming effect on him. It was a powerful realization, knowing that I could bring him comfort and help him find solace in the depth of slumber. It was a tender moment between us, and it made me question my feelings for him even more.

It was like a dream come true! As I quietly slipped away to my room after waking up, my mind was filled with thoughts of Mr. Anderson. I couldn't help but wonder why I kept falling for him. The way he made me feel when I was away from him, the sense of peace I found when I was with him—it was all so overwhelming.

I stood in front of the mirror, blushing at the mere thought of him. After freshening up and changing, I made my way downstairs, and there he was, Mr. Anderson, making coffee without a shirt on. My heart skipped a beat. How could he have such an effect on me?

He noticed my presence and called my name. "Chloe, thanks," he said. I couldn't help but ask what he meant. And then he said those words that made my heart race even faster. "Because of you, I could sleep last night. You are my medicine." I was speechless. It was as if all the pieces were falling into place.

He apologized for not stepping up for our date yesterday night, and my heart yearned for him to say those words. And he did. "Let me make it up to you," he said. "Go and put on your bikini and meet me at the poolside." My heart skipped yet again, and I blushed uncontrollably... This was the moment I had been waiting for.

I quickly went back to my room and changed into a beautiful white bikini, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. I let my hair down, allowing it to cascade freely over my shoulders. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence. This was my chance to tell Mr Anderson about my feelings. 

With a deep breath, I made my way downstairs and headed straight to the poolside. And there he was, standing by the sparkling blue water, his eyes lighting up as he saw me. The way he looked at me, it was like I was the most beautiful woman in the world. My heart fluttered with anticipation.

Without a word, he gracefully dove into the water, his strong physique cutting through the surface. He beckoned for me to join him, and I couldn't resist. With a mix of excitement and trepidation, I slowly made my way into the water