Chapter 37 – Thoughts

*** Asahd's POV: Then next morning, I stepped out of my room to do ten pushups, go shower, prepare and go to work, like I did every morning. Surprisingly, I heard Saïda in the kitchen. She usually got up at eight or so. I went to the kitchen and met her searching the fridge. She hadn't seen me. My eyes dropped to the cute tiny shorts that she had on. I admired her smooth legs and strangely, I felt my throat grow a little dry and a stir in my pants. 'This is sick...' I thought, swallowing hard and trying to wipe out what had just happened. I looked behind me and over my shoulder like I was some sneaky bandit then turned to her again. I was shirtless and had nothing but a pair of sweats on. I slowly approached her. She didn't hear me. "Why are you up this early?" I asked lowly and she gasped, turning immediately. "Oh my, you scared me..." she whispered with a low laugh. "Sorry." I said smiling, and we stared at each other for a short while. Then she realised I was shirtless and