Ruby
It's 6.00am
I'm done doing the dishes when Richard walks into the house. He just came from a morning run, his vest drenched in sweat. He runs his hands through his messy hair and catches me staring at him. I swallow hard and look away.
He walks toward the kitchen and opens the fridge. He's so close to me that I get a whiff of his sweat mixed with his expensive cologne. It's a sèxy smell. This man has the power to make anything sèxy. Even something as stinky as sweat smells sèxy on him.
He grabs a bottle of water and drinks it down to the last drop. I can feel his eyes on me as I grab the pan and start making pancakes. Trying to make myself busy so he doesn't catch me drooling again.
"Good morning, Ruby." He leans on the counter.
"Good morning, Richard." I force a smile, trying
