I quickly wash the glasses, making as little noise as possible. As soon as they are all clean and dry, I turn around and find Yan lost in thought, biting his lips behind me.
I put my hand on my heart as I say softly:
That's the second time you've almost killed me today.
He looks a little uncomfortable that I've caught him like this, and all I know is that he sure came quietly to stare at my a*s, and that's what he was doing.
It's flattering, but obnoxious too.
Maybe more flattering than obnoxious but...
He interrupts my reverie when he walks over and says:
"Do you want to try a third time, only we would do it differently?"
Oh, crap!
Why did I promise to stop this cleaning mania?
Ah, it was exactly to get rid of situations like this with Yan!
He c
