Chapter 158: Further (1)
"Mister Ian. Have you come for Scarlet’s dinner?" Florence asked, putting down the portrait of Scarlet she wanted to hang up.
"Yes. It’s about time that she ate something and if you don’t mind putting together something for me as well," said Ian.
"Of course. Will you depart after or should I prepare a change of clothes and a room for you to use?" Florence questioned, confused as to what the plans were when it came to Ian.
Had the relationship taken a drastic turn and she should prepare to see him sleeping over?
"A change of clothes would be good but I am already settled into a room. You don’t look pleased to know that I will be sharing a bed with Scarlet," Ian said, curious to know what Florence thought.
Florence smiled since he had misunderstood her expression. "That was a misunderstanding. I don’t feel any way with where any of the lady’s guests sleep. I shall have the food sent up shortly along with clothes for you to change into."
"Your face gave away what you felt but I shall take your word for it. The man before me is making a bit of noise by calling Scarlet. Would you be so kind as to reach the phone before I do? My next choice of words might not be so pleasant," said Ian.
Ian was amused the first time, but should Jack try to bother Scarlet for a second time, he wasn’t going to be so easy on Jack.
It was long annoying how Jack thought he could fool around with other women and then come back to Scarlet. As if Scarlet had no better options and had to wait on Jack.
Florence didn’t like the sound of that. "I shall try my best to take care of it."
"Then, I leave it to you. Excuse me," Ian said, departing from Florence’s side as he had to return to Scarlet.
With Florence preparing clothes for him, he no longer had to worry about what he would do after he bathed. Had Ian known Scarlet would be so open to letting him spend the night, he would have freshened up and worn his clothes to sleep in here.
Ian entered the room and unlike how he left her, Scarlet was awake. She sat up on the bed looking out the window.
"I missed dinner, didn’t I? Alana had to eat alone. She must be asleep now so I will apologise in the morning. Did you eat?" Scarlet asked, turning to Ian.
"How could I eat without you? And it was so hard to move with the way you latched onto me. Good to know that you enjoyed yourself," Ian said, delighting in her look of disbelief.
Scarlet took his words as another attempt to tease her. She certainly had not grabbed him while she slept.
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"Do not speak of that. There is still a good time for me to change my mind and have you leave the estate. What are you doing?" Scarlet asked, taken aback by Ian unbuttoning his shirt.
"Look at the way your eyes light up-"
"They did not!" Scarlet denied his claim.
"-at the sight of me getting undressed. I need to freshen up so might I use your bathroom? Florence is finding me a change of clothes to wear. Want to join me?" Ian offered, half-jokingly and half-serious. "I won’t touch you."
"We are bound to touch if we sit in there. I am not comfortable sitting naked before you," said Scarlet.
"Is that a yet or never? I hope it isn’t the latter," Ian said, throwing his discarded shirt to the bed.
"Do not make my room a mess, Ian. You shall upset me and Florence. Just make your way to the bathroom and wait for your clothes to arrive," Scarlet said, looking away from his body to not be rude.
Scarlet pinched herself to be certain that she was not having that dream again. It might not have been the smartest decision to bring Ian here.
"Fighting it is only going to make it harder on you, Scarlet. I don’t know why you hold back when I am quite eager to let you do as you want. You know where to find me if you change your mind," Ian said as he walked to the bathroom.
He made the offer for her to join him and if Scarlet wanted him, she had to come to him for once.
Scarlet was able to steal a glance at Ian before the bathroom door closed. How was it that he was able to get her to feel like some teen girl now experiencing what it was like to be attracted to a boy?
Scarlet covered her face with her hand. This was going to be a long night and unfortunately, she was the one to make the offer to Ian for him to spend the night. She had to deal with what she started.
Luckily, Scarlet had been smart enough to get cleaned up for dinner and then go back to work so she didn’t have any reason to go into the bathroom. She only needed to get changed into a more comfortable dress to sleep in and with Ian in the bathroom, she could do that now.
Scarlet stood up from the bed, going to her closet room to quickly get dressed. She hoped for Florence to come before Ian got done so he wouldn’t walk out to her. Before Scarlet could enter her closet, there was a knock on the door.
She went there first and opened the door.
"Good night, Milady. These are the clothes for Mister Ian. The food is being warmed and should be up shortly," Florence said, handing the clothes to Scarlet.
"Thank you, Florence. You only need to knock on the door and place the food on the floor when we return. Unless Sunny is running around. I don’t want her to trouble it," said Scarlet.
"Sunny is fast asleep downstairs but I shall stay close to make sure the food isn’t trouble. Enjoy your night."
"Good night, Florence," Scarlet said, closing the door after. She looked at the bathroom door straight ahead.
Ian couldn’t have gotten completely undressed yet and in the water, since the tub needed time to be filled. She could hand him the clothes by slightly opening the door so he wouldn’t need to walk out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around him.
"Ian, your clothes are here. You can get dressed inside," Scarlet said and then waited for him to answer.
The bathroom door opened and to her surprise, Ian was already without his pants with a towel around his waist. She could hear the tub filling behind him.
Ian leaned on the door frame. "And here I was hoping that you were going to join me. I’m a little disappointed. You won’t even come to take a little look?"
"Stop trying to get others to see your body," Scarlet said, pushing the clothes to his chest.
Ian held onto her hand. "It is not others. Only you, Scarlet. Other than our feet brushing, I promise to keep my hands to myself. You can even come in as you are now. I won’t have you tonight. Just let me help you with those little dreams you’ve been having. You had a good one earlier didn’t you?"
"Red looks good on you," Ian commented, referring to her hair and cheeks. He made a bold move to place his hand on her waist to pull her toward him.
It was perfectly fine if she pushed him away. He was only testing what she would like.
Ian didn’t go for her lips since they had shared enough kisses for the night. It was time to go a little further. Instead, he aimed for her exposed neck, kissing the soft skin.
Scarlet tilted her head, allowing him to do as he pleased. Her hands were still holding onto the clothes so they would not drop and her body felt frozen in place. She had to be out of her mind to be standing here with him like this, but she felt too good to move.
"Ian, do not leave a mark on my skin right there. I have to meet with employees from the hotel," Scarlet said, wanting to avoid her employees knowing how she spent the night.
"Then, I can mark where no one can see? You’ll need to get rid of your shirt for that," Ian teased.
He expected to have her scold him, but there was silence on Scarlet’s end.
Ian moved away from her neck before he could make a red mark and stood back to get a good look at her. "Fucking hell, Scarlet."
Instead of going back into the bathroom, Ian stepped out and lifted Scarlet to take her back to the bed. The clothes in her hands now fell to the floor but neither one paid any attention to them.