Unable to move as I am under him, I simply stare waiting to see what he will do next, but all Dexter does is growl while breathing heavily.
It's embarrassing being so close like this but I don't want to be the one who turns away and looks like a coward so I keep staring at him, and the both of us engage in long staring contests.
"Tch!" He clicks his tongue before letting my arms go and backing away.
Seeing as I had won, I sat upright, watching as Dexter walked back to the window and stared out.
I sit upright, arranging my clothes, and walk up to him refusing to let the matter just slip by, since he's hell-bent on not taking up the case. It'll be necessary to know why he thinks so.
Or so I thought, "I believe my choices are not against the company's code of conduct, nor are they in vio
