23|| Muddled Mind

~Ophelia's POV~

"Twenty five years old." I heard a masculine voice say.

Huh? I furrowed my eyebrows and shrugged. I must be hearing things.

"I said I am twenty five years old." The voice said again then it dawned on me that my boss was the one who talked. I whirled around immediately, coming face to face with him.

When did he get here?

Wasn't he just swimming a while ago?

I scoffed.

How did he hear what I said. Ohh, I must have said it loud.

"You are really younger than I thought." I said before realizing I spoke that louder than I expected. He was busy picking his shirt when he tilted his head up and gazed at my outburst. But what caught my attention was the boyish look that he gave out. He looked young and handsome and not to talk of that quality I had said earlier on. He was... H-

"Do you think drooling over your boss is good?" His voice cut through my brain. I quickly regained my posture and cleared my throat.

I cannot be drooling over him. Guys are not on my list for now. At leas