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Twenty-five
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Cold Twenty-six
It was one thing to pledge to do something and a whole different thing to actually do it. Which was why Anelia contemplated running back to her bedroom when she was faced with Dex. She had woken up a little later in the day, no doubt feeling a little better than she had been and taken a warm shower. Of course, Anelia swore not to take anymore cold showers, which she had been taking in the early mornings when she was trying to avoid Dex. Anelia easily caught a cold and she should have known that taking cold showers in the morning to help rejuvenate her from lack of sleep was not a very good idea. With Natie still asleep, Anelia had crept out of the room and headed for the kitchen. When she had just turned around the corner, there he had been standing. He was facing the cupboard with nothing on save for his pyjama pants. To say that she had not been expecting him would be an understatement.His biceps flexed when he raised the cup he had in his hand and brought it to his mouth. And aga
Cold Twenty-seven
Anelia came tumbling onto the bed a little too ungracefully and did not have much time to gather herself before Dex seized her by the wrists and successfully pinned her against the bed. She shook her head wildly and attempted to pull her hands out of his vice-like grip to no avail.When she finally did accept the simple fact that she really
Cold Twenty-eight
Twenty-eightDexter finally let go of Anelia but never once took his gaze off of her. He was still very much shirtless and Anelia was really trying not to let her gaze wander anywhere that was below his neck.
Cold Twenty-nine
Twenty-nineAfter they had had breakfast, Anelia had been left to clear up the dishes and clean up the kitchen. She had seen Dexter; alright perhaps the word spied would have been a lot more accurate, walk upstairs after he had finished his breakfast and Natie had said that she was going to her bedroom.
Cold Thirty
Friday came too early for Anelia. She got off the bed in a daze and walked into the bathroom to freshen up. A shower later her mind was fully awake and she put on a random white tee and a pair of well-worn blue jeans.She tied her hair up in a messy bun and exited her room. Walking past Dexter's room, of course not without throwing it a suspicious look, she proceeded along the
Cold Thirty-one
When Dexter took a step in her direction, Anelia did not need to witness him take another to predict his intentions. In a panicked and quite frankly, overly dramatic manner, she stretched both her arms out, displaying the palms of her hands in a gesture that was meant to bring Dexter to an abrupt stop."Stop!" She shouted, the remnants of her shrill voice bouncing off the walls of the spacious dining room. "Don't come near me!"
Cold Thirty-two
Anelia felt light-headed. She involuntarily pinched the collar of her t-shirt and fanned herself. It was suddenly all too hot in the room and yet the heat had nothing to do with room temperature. As if only realising what she had been doing for the first time, Anelia scanned her t-shirt and abruptly stopped with the fanning.What was she doing?She took a huge gulp of air to calm her raving feelings. She patted her face and was surprised to find it hot. Mortified by her reaction, she headed up the stairs to her room cupping both cheeks as if her life depended on it. After a good cold face-wash, the red that had stained her face a few seconds prior had lessened, replaced by the familiar pale colour. She patted her face dry and applied some vaseline. She always applied vaseline to her face and it worked just fine for her. Her skin didn't break out but well, when she thought about her elementary skin routine, it was one brutal reminder just how disparate their lives were.And that was th
Cold Thirty-three
Her heart stopped at the sound of the opening door. She heard the light footsteps echo on the floor of the study, before the door was clicked shut. With her fingers crossed, she edged further into the small space under the table and just foolishly hoped that she would still be owning a job when this was over."Here is the paperwork you asked for," she heard Mr Furler speak. There was some shuffling as she carefully listened in for the sound of approaching steps."How is the loyalty program coming along?" she made out what was undoubtedly Dexter's voice; except it sounded clipped and businesslike. Exactly how he had been with her the first time they met. "It has been making a massive difference, mostly on backpackers as well as families. The discounts and loyalty gift cards have certainly been attracting more guests but..."A few seconds of silence followed and Anelia gulped apprehensively."There seems to be a dip in the revenue generated from business travellers," Dexter suddenly spo
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