Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I’m pretty good-looking.

At the very least, this face has earned me plenty of preferential treatment-from both men and women.

When it’s between members of the opposite sex, a late-night visit inevitably seems suspect.

Of course, it isn’t necessarily safe between members of the same sex either.

Wen Shuo stared at me for several seconds before turning sideways and giving me just enough room to pass. “Come in.”

He was easier to talk to than I’d expected.

The layout of his apartment was a little different from mine.

It was quiet, and very clean.

Wen Shuo led me to the bathroom door and didn’t say anything more.

The bathroom was done mainly in dark marble, with a strong sense of design. A single set of toiletries sat on the vanity. Clearly, my neighbor lived alone.

Since I was in someone else’s home, I kept it simple. After a quick shower, I opened the bathroom door feeling refreshed.

Wen Shuo was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, as if admiring the night view.

“Wen Shuo,” I called. “I’m done.”

The man I’d called turned around. His gaze landed on me. The bathrobe I had on was a little loose, the collar hanging open enough to reveal the faint outline of my pecs.

To maintain my appearance, I’d spent plenty of time grinding away at the gym. But when my eyes brushed over my neighbor’s wheat-colored chest, I fell silent for a moment.

Damn. He was well built.

Wen Shuo gave a low hum of acknowledgment.

“Thanks for tonight. I’ll treat you to a meal when you’re free.”

Before being sent out the door, I extended a friendly signal to my neighbor.

He probably didn’t take it seriously.

That night, the air conditioner was on in my bedroom, and my blankets were filled entirely with the unfamiliar scent of his shower gel.

That scent kept haunting me even in my dreams, to the point that I woke up later than usual the next day.

I made an appointment for a repairman to come check things out. After a round of fussing and troubleshooting, my water was finally back.

After that, I put together today’s outfit: shirt, dress pants, and a few small accessories.

Who would have thought that when I stepped out again, the door next door would open too?

The tall man was dressed all in black and was also just heading out.

“What a coincidence,” I said with a smile.

Wen Shuo’s gaze fell on me. A moment later, a low “Mm” slipped from his throat.

Even though my new neighbor had been helpful last night, he hadn’t become any more approachable today.

From the hallway to the elevator, we walked one behind the other.

Then we got into the elevator.

There weren’t too many people inside at first. But one floor down, several more people got on, and everyone squeezed toward the back.

Caught off guard, I was pushed right up against Wen Shuo.

When people were packed together like this, a little physical contact was perfectly normal.

Only, once we were this close, that shower gel scent from last night slipped into my nose again.

After a whole night, the scent on me had long since faded. This fragrance belonged to Wen Shuo. He must have showered after coming back from a morning workout.

But we were pressed close enough that even our breaths tangled briefly. For one instant, I lowered my eyes, somewhat unable to tell whether the scent I was smelling came from me or from him.

The elevator slowly reached the first floor, and the cramped space instantly became spacious again.

I walked out at an unhurried pace. However, Wen Shuo, who had been behind me, strode past me and headed out first.

The shop wasn’t too busy today. There were two finished suits that needed to be delivered to clients.

But on the way back, my car broke down without warning.

“…”

Left with no choice, I turned on the hazard lights, got out, and called someone to tow the car to the nearest auto repair shop.

That repair shop seemed to have opened not long ago. Even the sign looked especially new, and the place was spacious.

I walked inside, only to meet the eyes of a man who had just come around from behind a car.

The instant our gazes met, I froze.

The man was wearing black work pants and a black tank top, gloves on his hands and a bit of grime smeared across his face.

Broad shoulders. Narrow waist.

Indescribably sexy.