My Boss Is My Tormentor
Seeing him like this, with his face flushed, almost like a normal human being… I couldn’t help it, I tried, I really did try, but the soft giggles escaped me as I remembered the look on his face when he took that first sip of hot water.
His grey eyes narrowed on me and I laughed loudly. “The look on your face…” I clutched the side of my stomach as I couldn't control my laugh. “I wish I’d had a camera. You looked like those cartoon characters that realise too late that they weren’t on the ground anymore and were about to fall.”
“It’s funny, huh?” He asked, prowling toward me like a hunter. A lion. I should've seen it from far, but damn, I was busy laughing my ass off.