Chapter 9

RYLAN'S POV

He was just nuzzling to me earlier, now he's smelling me without saying anything. 'Goodness, I think my boss turned into a dog'

"Ry, you smell really good, your smell is calming," he whispered and pressed his face closer to my neck. 'What am I an aromatic oil?'

I couldn't move because I could feel his hot breath on my neck and his soft whisper in my ear. My hair stood on end because of the strange feeling caused by his body.

"Dylan, you're good and doing well now," I nervously said. I also accompanied that with forced laughter while pushing him away. But he didn't like that idea.

"Do you want to get your prize?" I said so that he would listen to me.

"Alright, where is it?"

It seems to be effective because he quickly pulled away from me and even smiled. "Then, stay in the living room first and then I'll call you when it's done."

"Really!? All right," he responded enthusiastically.

I smiled because he's better now, his energy and mischievousness is already returning.

WHILE I