Chike's pov
My Adam's apple seemed to bulge uncontrollably as I stood at Ada's door, lost for words. I couldn't believe the shocking sight that greeted me when she opened the door, clad in just a towel. All I could think was, "Sexy."
With a sense of urgency, she quickly closed the door, allowing me a moment to regain my composure. I waited anxiously outside, my mind racing as I questioned the wisdom of my impromptu visit.
She eventually opened the door after a few minutes, now fully dressed in a polo and knee-length trousers. "What are you doing here, sir?" she asked with a mixture of surprise and caution.
"Can I come in?" I asked, trying to hide my embarrassment.
She hesitated but eventually stepped aside, allowing me to enter her small self-contained apartment. I took in the humble surroundings, momentarily forgetting my initial reason for being there.
I sat on a single chair, and as my eyes roamed the room, I noticed no evidence of a child's presence. Ada seemed to have lived a life of careful concealment.
"How do you know my address?" she inquired, her eyes filled with curiosity.
I smiled and replied, "You told me at the bar last night, remember? You said I could come visit you whenever I like."
She quickly responded, "I was drunk, sir. Please disregard everything I said."
I moved closer to her, whispering, "Including how I made you feel."
Ada took a step back, her voice quivering as she said, "This is inappropriate, sir. You are my boss."
I couldn't help but smile. "What if I am your boss? Ada, I like you, and I want you."