2 Am I Unlucky or Lucky Tonight?

Hailey kept praying Vince would go to his bedroom so that she could head to hers too and change into appropriate clothing. 

She squirmed on the spot where her feet were nailed, and Vince seemed to have guessed she was uncomfortable around him. He stood on his feet and carried his suitcase, heading to the stairs. 

"I'm going to the study to read some documents," he announced. 

"Okay," Hailey replied as she nodded, casting a secret glance at Vince's receding figure. Hailey then heaved a sigh of relief after the bedroom door swallowed Vince. 

'Finally, he's gone.' she breathed out. 

Now she can go back to her bedroom. But before that, she fetched another glass of water and finished it in one gulp after the sudden tension dried her throat. 

It leads her to forget her intention of coming to the kitchen to drink a glass of water. 

But then, how embarrassing! She poured herself some water when Vince arrived all of a sudden, surprised by his sudden appearance. 

If she had known he would come back this early, she wouldn't have dared to wear this sexy lingerie but decent nightwear such as pajamas or an oversized t-shirt.

Meanwhile, before Vince could enter the bathroom, he remembered something. He stepped out of his bedroom, and it was the moment Hailey passed through his door.

The girl suddenly froze on the floor, giving him a shocked glance. He found it funny and cute, but he suppressed his mouth and pursed a smile. 

"Ahem. Good that you're here. Can you make me a coffee and bring it to the study?"

It took a few moments before Hailee came back to her senses. Out of a trance, she blinks her eyes several times. Gradually, she withdrew her gaze from Vince's half-naked body and nodded her head. Hailee's cheeks turned pink after she realized she was staring at him. 

"Sure! I'll bring it over!" She almost stammered her words. It happens, her heart beating loudly, deafening her ears.

"Thanks!" Vince curved his lips into a thin smile. He turned around and entered his bedroom. He could see that something was odd about her. He peeped between the small gap in the door before he closed it. He caught her and bolted into her bedroom. 

It left him wondering. 'She should go to the kitchen. Right?' 

Shrugging his shoulder, Vince turned around and walked to the bathroom. The moment the door shut, the corner of his mouth curled into a smirk. 

"How amusing..." Vince is mumbling while taking a shower. 

In Hailey's bedroom, she wanted to scream. What happened? Why does he suddenly come out of his bedroom wrapped only in a bath towel around his torso? It's not like she hasn't seen six or eight packs up close, but their situation is unlikely to be pictured.

They were living in the same house!

'Hailey, calm down.' She reminded herself, 'Oh, well. What is my role, anyway?'

Ugh. Before she passed out from embarrassment and felt uncomfortable throughout the evening, Hailey quickly changed into decent sleepwear and put on a silk robe.

She went back to the kitchen and made a pot of coffee, as Vince requested. 

Sitting in one of the dining chairs, Hailey impatiently waited for the coffeemaker to finish brewing. She hoped it was done brewing before Vince ended showering so then she could bring the coffee to his study without bumping into him again, even though it's crazy to think she could avoid him when they were living in one house. 

'How is it possible that would happen, Hailey? You were not thinking at all!' She could not stop scolding herself. 

Heaving a hopeless sigh, Hailey stood up and got a wooden tray. She arranged a saucer and a mug on the tray and then picked up the pot from the coffee maker. She was grateful that Vince was still in his bedroom when the coffee finished brewing. 

Hailey entered the study in a hurry but with extra care. She placed the tray on the console table by the window. However, when she exited the door, it was also the moment Vince entered the study.

Her frail body slammed into a firm chest. Thank goodness the owner of this body has quick reflexes.

Vince stretched his left arm, clutching her at the waist, and pulled her closer to him. But being held like this by him gives her shudders.

Once more, Hailey froze on the floor. Once again, she wished for the floor to open and swallow her whole.

"Careful..."

Vince's deep, husky voice awakens every nerve in her body. She is grateful that the only lighting in the study is the lampshade on the table. 

Even so, she's still praying he will not notice how red her ears and flushed cheeks are. Vince gradually loosens his hold on her body and steps aside. Seeing that she remained silent, he coughed to clear his throat. 

"Ahem. Thanks for the coffee," said Vince after noticing the tray on the table.

"You're welcome. I'm going to bed now." Hailey lowered her head and avoided having eye contact with him when she said this. Then, Hailey dashed outside without waiting for his reply as she bid good night. "Good night!" 

Hailey entered her bedroom and made sure to lock the door before she jumped on her bed. 

'Am I unlucky or lucky tonight?' Hailey asked herself. 

Screaming inside her head, she gradually calmed herself down. She rolled on her back and covered her face with her palm. 

'What a night!'