Substitute for Lawson

11

- What? - The girl's eyes widen, becoming several times larger. Maybe she heard it. - Are you kidding?

- No I am not joking. - Shrugs his shoulders and, as if nothing had happened, turns around and heads to the kitchen. The girl sings next, not understanding anything and tries to open her mouth. Demina stops at the stove, scouring the pots where Emily has just finished cooking. - Let's eat? I'm so hungry, ”he adds when she already wants to say something back. He sits down at the dining table and, in a businesslike manner, waits for the meal to be served to him. Confused, Emily doesn't know what to grab. On the one hand, a man sits and waits for lunch, which he ordered by the way, and on the other, I want to try to find out why he said this at all?

Gathering his thoughts, Fox quickly pulls out the freshly baked mutton, which she found in the freezer, from the oven, puts it on the table in the same glass dish where it was baked, and puts the baked potatoes on the side dish. As she rushes from the table to the kitchen, Damian does not open his mouth in surprise. When he asked to cook her dinner, he did not think that she would bother so much.

“I thought I could make a Sunday roast,” she adds a little embarrassedly, finishing by placing a large plate of chopped vegetables in front of the man. - I haven’t done this for a long time, but suddenly I remembered that it was a must for my mother and me on Sunday ... I hope you don’t mind? - while she beautifully laid out the food on the plates, he watched her in amazement. There were no words to add something.

- This is ... - He could only utter, looking at the deliciously smelling meat that was so appetizing in his plate.

“I’m certainly not a top-class cook, but I promise you… you… you won’t get poisoned!” - The girl immediately justified herself, not understanding the boss's reaction. - Or was I not allowed to touch these products?

Without answering, Damian picks up a fork and knife and, starting to cut the meat, puts a piece in his mouth. She chews silently and Emily can't take her eyes off him. As if her life now depends on him. Chews thoroughly and gradually changes in the face, covering the eyes from pleasure.

“Hmm,” he chuckles contentedly and punches a piece one by one. - You're right, I won't get poisoned! - Satisfied stuffs his mouth with food and smiles at Emily.

- I'm glad, - she nods with relief, and then taking the cutlery in her hands begins to eat.

The matter has already come to dessert, and curiosity is bursting, but the man does not speak about it again.

- “Maybe he was really joking? Don't ask… ”- thought Emily putting on the kettle. In truth, she was flattered by this, it seems she managed to hang her ears, like an innocent, naive girl, who, in principle, she was. Only one look of those black eyes made her embarrassed. Now she watched as he waited for tea, lost in thought. Propping his chin with interlocking fingers, he did not even blink, hovered in one position. It would probably be interesting to get into his head ... He was often like that, silent and pensive.

- Why did you do it? - And why did she start this conversation from the very beginning? To piss him off?

Putting on a small dessert and two mugs of green tea, the girl sat down.

- How much will I repeat to you? Tomorrow, from nine to eighteen, you will poke, and now, I have a name. - He clinks taking a mug. Fox purses his lips and says nothing. - What did you do? - As if remembering, he adds.

- I mean things ... - she sighs. - I would have figured it out myself ...

“Of course,” he takes a sip and looks skeptically at her. - Understood. The girl with this ... - I almost swore, but restrained himself gritted his teeth.

- Aren't you doing something like that? - Damian's eyes became several times larger, his eyebrows went up, and his mouth opened with indignation.

- Wh-what? Similar? - In amazement, his voice even broke, forcing the man to clear his throat.

“Well…” Emily blushes and bites her lip. - This ... ssss ... You understand!

- No, I don’t understand! - Raises his voice and seems to be frowning. - You just called me a r****t? - The girl scaredly looks up at the boss, already beginning to understand that she blurted out. “If you don’t know, what he wanted to do with you is called r**e, from which, by the way, you left marks on your body, called bruises and beatings,” he involuntarily noticed a small mark from a slap on her fair face. - In my life I have not forced women, and even more so have not r***d! - Touchingly raises his voice and crosses his arms over his chest, leans back in his chair. - What you could not pronounce is called s*x! This is s****l i*********e, normally between a man and a woman and on a very voluntary basis! After such a scratch can only remain on my back, - the offended deputy continued to be indignant. - Well, or just a little the girl has small fingerprints on her hips, this is in rare cases. Damian Lowsen finished his tirade and glared at Emily. She blushed deeply from such a conversation and clutching the hem of her home dress with her fingers, turned her eyes down.

She had nothing to say and even to look in the eyes was a shame. When the guy cooled down a little from such a comparison, he continued to drink slightly cooled tea.

“And about getting married…” he suddenly interrupted the silence. It seems he understood that this is the main question for today, or at least for now. The girl that hesitantly began to drink tea from the mug, looked up at him. “Don’t think, nothing like that…” He clears his throat and looks out the window. - This is fictitious for an experiment ...

- What experiment? Fox blinked, puzzled.

- I want to experiment on myself. Sniffles and turns back to look Amy in the eye. - I never thought if I could live under the same roof with a girl. With one girl. - He accentuates the end and flicks his eyebrows slightly. Emily, spellbound, cannot take her eyes off these black pools. - Therefore, I propose an experiment-deal.

- And how can this affect you if you get married? And why me?

“I don’t know yet,” he chuckles with a shrug. - Simply, if you live here, I will try to limit myself in some things and involuntarily impose the idea that it will be like this all the time ... It will not be for long! Let's say six months ... And without obligations, drooling, falling in love there ...

- You're a fool? - The girl sneers skeptically and gets up from the table. Deciding to remove unnecessary dishes, he tries to distract himself.

Damian does not answer, and only getting up from his place, follows the girl on the heels, like a tail.

- I know it defies logic, even in my head the devil knows what's going on ... - tries to justify himself. While the girl stands at the sink, he stands behind. She is silent and carefully rubs the dishes with a sponge, so much so that the plate that Emily holds in her hands begins to creak. This is insanely annoying and so, placing his knuckles on the stone countertop on either side of it, he exhales.

- My mother thinks that marriage is sacred. Therefore, I do not want to get married for such a purpose. - She says in a slightly trembling voice, stopping to fiddle with the dishes. Gathers courage and turns to look into his eyes.

“Come on,” he chuckles. - I'm not suggesting a wedding ... It's just a fictitious stamp for six months ...

- Not. - Purses his lips and slightly bends out from under the ring of strong hands. With quick steps he follows into the corridor and grabbing the first cardboard box that comes across he is already going to drag him into the guest (already her) bedroom. The guy stubbornly follows her.

- What's the big deal?

- Damian, - gives a slightly gloomy look as if the teacher is looking at the guilty student. - Thank you for saving me, and for allowing me to live here, although it is insanely inconvenient, but I agree to stay for a while while I am looking for the ideal option with an apartment. - Purses his lips and heads into the bedroom, closing the door on the lock, right in front of the stubborn man's nose.

Falling asleep and waking up in a new environment for oneself is strange. Emily did not leave the bedroom provided for her all evening, took things apart and was terribly embarrassed by the boss. Without realizing that it might be, the girl pretended that she had been sleeping for a long time, when Damian knocked on the bedroom again closer to night. No, soon she really fell asleep.

She also met the morning early, very early. Opening her eyes, for another ten minutes she simply drilled the ceiling with her eyes. Will she have to live here now? You will need to look at newspapers and rental sites as soon as possible. Now she could not even imagine what would have happened if he had not decided to return. Would she be r***d? And what's next? It would be necessary to escape somewhere and for sure he would intimidate her. But there is nowhere ... Alice? Even so, Fox didn't tell her. What if she didn’t understand so well, she didn’t need to know that Mr. Lowsen had allowed her to stay with him. Soon she will find an apartment, or at least a room and move, yes.

Getting up from the large and soft bed, which did not want to let go of the girl from its embrace, Emily went to the window closed by the Roman shade. Slightly lifting the fabric, she reached for the handle of the window and opened it for a little ventilation. Fresh, humid air rushed into the room, mixed with the noise of the city. Coolness filled the bedroom and a pleasant breeze swept over the girl's legs. A high-rise building towered over the rest of the buildings in the vicinity, and a verdant park with tall trees was not far away. Isn't it beauty? Once, keeping her body in shape, she managed to run before studying or part-time work, but now she rarely did it.

- Why not? - chuckles to herself and, standing at the window for about a minute, turned in the direction of the wardrobe allocated for her. There was a rustle in the hallway as she scoured for the sweatpants she had tucked in, god knows where. The bathroom door slammed and Emily realized that Damian was an early bird too. She still didn’t want to run into him, so she quickly put on a gray tracksuit, gathered her hair into a ponytail and went out into the corridor with sneakers in her hands. Sneaking like a thief, Amy checked the surroundings and made sure everything was cleanly sneaking closer to the door. When I was going to put on my shoes, I did everything as quietly as possible, but it was not there.

- Oh, you got your ass too  there is, - the boss grins, standing behind the girl, who at that moment, bending over, froze. The awkward sensation did not come immediately. At first, she was just scared. Straightening immediately, she hid her palms back, covering her buttocks with them, as if protecting and blushing from an obscene phrase for her. Blinking in confusion, she ran her eyes over the man. A sports suit, a cap on the head, headphones in the ears, sneakers.

- Wh-where are you, at this early? - squeezed out of herself, confused.

- Well, actually to run, but where are you going? - Pulls one earpiece out of his ears and grins even more frankly.

- Also, - purses his lips, and remaining in one sneaker, does not know what to do next. She didn't want to meet with him, but she was sure that he was going to the bath, and after a second he was dressed.

- You run? - There is a frank laugh in the man's voice. Putting his hands in his pockets, he bared his teeth, examining her from head to toe. - Seriously?

- Yes! - She confirms a little frowningly. And why is he ...

- And I thought you usually only run around the apartment when you are late for work!

The girl got a sting inside from resentment. At his brilliant, in his opinion, joke, he laughed and walked to the door, left first, leaving Amy to stare at the front door.

She came out a little later than him and did not have time to catch up with the elevator. The door closed right in front of her nose, so they had to call another.

- I didn't even wait ... - She muttered offendedly, showing her tongue to the mirrored doors. Until recently, she hoped not to run into him in the corridor, and now she is already offended by such a trifle.

Already below she looked around. There were guards in the lobby, which made her a little tense. She needs to be explained where and where she is from?

“Here she is,” he hears a familiar voice somewhere nearby and, looking closely, sees Damian that he is poking at her with a finger and a grown man standing next to him. He nods understandingly, scanning Amy with a glance, which makes it seem as if he had undressed her. Shivering, she tries not to pay attention to it all and, lifting her nose to the top, trotted to the glass doors, but the boss's voice stopped her.

- Hey!

Frozen in place, she curls her face and closes her eyes, exhales and turns around, gives the guy a frown.

- Well?!

- Won't you wait? - Comes closer and, grinning, throws the hood of the sweatshirt over her head. - M?

- Have you been expecting me? - She claps and abruptly takes off her hood, which almost ruined her tail beauty.

- What do you think I was doing here? - She spreads her arms and puts her arm around her shoulder with one hand, tows her to the exit.

- You whispered with that man, and not waiting for me! - extremely courageous, begins to poke him and be indignant, she herself does not understand what she is carrying.

- I whispered with him, warning that you are not just a guest here, they check every visitor, - the deputy retorts in response, they go out and Emily already thinks that she needs to make her feet away from him, but that was not the case. - Where to?! - Grabs her by the hood, holding her as if by a leash.

- What? Fox puffs.

- Well, will you marry me? - he winked cheerfully, bared his teeth in a snow-white smile. Emily looks like her eyes are starting to twitch.

- Not. - she finally breaks free and with quick steps heads towards the park across the road, which she saw from the window.

- Why not? Marry me! - he speaks louder and, catching up with her, grabs the hood again.

- Yes, how much can you? Mr. Lowsen! - Shifts eyebrows on the bridge of the nose.

- Well, please, - makes an unexpected maneuver, making a face like a cute rabbit, folds his hands in prayer and falls on his knees in front of the girl. - Emily Fox, marry me! - grins with her sweetest smile, in the hope that this should have an effect on her. The girl blinks in shock, gasps for air and notices an old woman with a terrier walking nearby, that she is watching them with such interest, as if her favorite TV series is being filmed in front of her. Lawsen doesn't seem to care that anyone is watching them and that this proposal looks like a complete absurdity.

- Are you crazy?! - the secretary hisses and tries to lift the boss from the asphalt path. - Get up, people are looking at us! What will they think? - fragile, female hands are shaking, my throat is terribly dry, my heart is beating as if it’s about to break through the chest, and her cheeks have become so crimson that Emily can be compared to a beet or a tomato.

- What will they think? - twitches her eyebrows and grabs her palms with his hands. - And the fact that a girl refuses her boyfriend when he proposes to her! - playfully claps his teeth and it seems the situation amuses him more than usual, because the old woman, who has sat down almost on the bench next to them, is not going to go anywhere, a little more and she will slap the negligent girl on the head for the fact that she is such a guy with dynamite.

- What other suggestion ?! Who does it like that? Where is the restaurant, the ring? - she snorts mock, trying to get attached to things that are not really important for her.

“Is the ring so important to you when I’m so overwhelmed with feelings ?!” - he is amazed and the old woman, clenching her fists at her face, groans loudly. - And what about love? What's a poor student from Bostan to do? You wanna breakbeloved heart? Are you so callous ?! I thought that at least you were not like that! - begins to speak even louder. It seems that instead of law school, the man graduated from the theater.

Emily had a strange feeling inside, trying to weigh the for and forgiving, she helplessly bit her lip and did not know what to answer, just a little bit more and she was ready to lose consciousness from her indecision and the pressure of this charming man.

- What other student ?! She frowns. - what are you hanging?! - I want to whimper with despair and hammer on the asphalt with my feet.

- Emily Fox, I ask you to become my wife, and I promise that if even now I have nothing, then in the future, I will get a good job and buy us an apartment in this house, - points her index finger at the house from where they are are now out. - You will have the most luxurious wedding ring, and we will also have many beautiful kids! - With such a breath and enthusiasm, the man blurts out at the end, thereby finishing Emily confused. He struggles to pull his palms out of his, but he squeezes them tighter.

At such a fiery speech, an elderly lady excitedly jumps up from her place and holding a small dog at her chest, held her breath.

- Any other ring? What kind of apartment? - babbles the girl with the last bit of strength. - do not break ko-ko ...

- Well, agree, you fool! - the spectator can not stand it, and it seems a little more and Damian will burst out laughing on the spot. Emily looks at her in amazement.

- Favorite? - as if nudging, he expects. - Well ...

- Well ?! - the lady behind is shaking as if she is directly involved in this performance.

- Okay, damn it! Emily blurts out and knocks her hands out of Hooke's weakened grip. - Okay! I agree!

- Yeah! - Damian and the dog girl blurted out in unison. While the puffing secretary did not have time to understand what deal she managed to agree to with this devil, he grabs her face with his hands and kisses her forehead, manages to rush away along the path, almost jumping, or as if afraid that she will catch up with him.

- Hey! Damian Lowsen, stop! - the girl squeals when she wakes up, rushing after him.

He acted out a good comedy, as always reaching his goal, even if it was not entirely fair. The main thing is that the delusional plan to pacify the bachelor ardor will be carried out, and, most importantly, the eternally shy girl seems to have fallen into his net, like the others.