No One But You novel Chapter 28

When I got up in the morning, Calvin was gone.

I didn't see him in the room. I got up lazily, brushed my teeth and washed my face. Then I went to the window and pulled open the curtain. I found he was running in the community.

This was a rich area. The clearance of each house was large. There were only dozens of buildings in it.

He was dressed in an orange tracksuit, like a walking orange.

I leaned over the windowsill and looked at him. My heart was filled with confusion.

He asked me to consider last night, I was really considering about it.

He said he wanted to marry me and raise a child together. It was a tempting proposition.

He had the best condition, and he was the father.

I was hesitant about having an abortion, so his suggestion was really appealing.

And most important of all, he was Calvin.

I thought I kind of like him.

I like a man who was decisive and domineering.

If I was with him, he would take care of every step I take.

I was not a little woman, but sometimes I didn't want to think.

I sighed, and suddenly I heard the sound of Calvin sounded behind me.

"What are you looking at?”

When did he come back from his run?

I turned around. He was stripping off his short sleeves to reveal his buff upper body.

I avoided looking, “What are you doing?"

"Take a bath." He threw me the clothes he had taken off. "Help me with my clothes. I have a business meeting at the convention center today, and you know what to wear."

"Why should I help you with your outfit? I'm not your secretary."

He walked into the bathroom, turned to me and winked, “You are my fiancée."

"I remember I didn't agree."

He closed the door and there was a sound of water.

I went to the cloakroom to look for his clothes.

There was a row of shirts, a cupboard full of suits, and lots of ties.

It was a good thing it was not hard for me to make a decision, or I would have died picking through these clothes.

I put his clothes and tie on the bed. After I put them away, I looked at the clothes in a daze.

Why should I listen to him?

I tossed the clothes back into the cloakroom and walked away.

I had breakfast in the dining room downstairs, and Calvin came in.

He was wearing the clothes I picked. I didn't put it back, I just threw it on a shelf in the cloakroom, and he put it on.

"What are you doing today?" He asked me as he drank his milk.

"Watch TV, be dazed."

"Isn't that boring?"

"How about you find me something interesting to do?"

"Don’t you want be my secretary? Now you can have the position of director."

“You don't really like me, do you?” I smiled back at him. "Do you want to see me for twenty-four hours? But I don't want to you all day. I will get sick."

He crossed the table and pinched my chin with two fingers, regardless of the presence of Sally,. "No woman has ever disliked seeing me before," he said, "They have to make an appointment to see me."

"Because they had not had you. It wouldn't be so strange for them if you were crying out to marry them like you did to me." I beat his hand off, “You are cheap. They want to see you, but you don't want to see them. I don't want to see you, but you haunt me."

"Yeah." He simply walked up to me and took my face in his hands. "I am cheap," he said, "What do you think?"

Whenever he got close to me, I got flustered.

I bit my teeth, “You will be late."