Wild Young Miss: Mister, Let's Kiss!

Matthew snickered, hearing her remarks that sounded genuine as if it wasn't her who was speaking but her mind. "You're really too honest, huh?" He humored, shaking his head as he dried his hair with a small towel.

"Stop drooling and wash up." He walked towards the other door across them, leading to the walk in closet. Before he could get in, he halted in his tracks as he turned to her. "I'll warm the bed for you." He winked, the side of his lips curled into a smirk before he resumed his steps.

In an instant, Zoey's face distorted as she watched the playful Matthew humor her with nasty jokes. "Geez!" Due to his teasing, Zoey didn't think of other concerns as she stomped her feet towards the bathroom.

When she was inside the bathroom, Zoey rolled her eyes. "I'll warm the bed for you." She mimicked, using a ton of ridicule. She then began removing her clothes, feeling comfortable at the thought of taking a shower.

Without further ado, Zoey showered. She was humming a lovely tune that Matthew could hear from the outside. "Such a silly lady." He chuckled, shaking his head to the side as he wore a shirt that was enough to give him comfort throughout the night.

Minutes later, Zoey was finally done rinsing her body. Obviously, at this point, Zoey was just feeling great and refreshed as if the stress she had accumulated during that day was washed away by the warm water. 

As she went to grab a new bathrobe, Zoey slowly put it on. While she tied the belt, she stopped as the realization hit her. Slowly, her eyes widened in disbelief. "Clothes!" She expressed in a gasp, blinking her eyes to make sense of the situation.

She looked down and then shifted her eyes to her clothes that she was wearing earlier and were now lying on the floor. "Uh…" Zoey closed her eyes, realizing she didn't have a change of clothes.

That only meant that she would have to borrow from Matthew. Not that it was a problem… it was just that she needed to be extra careful around him. She couldn't just prance outside wearing just a robe! Who knows what would be the consequences if she did!

After all, Matthew was very unpredictable. Zoey had been bamboozled by him many times ever since she met her. Therefore, Zoey knew that she needed to be extra cautious at some point. Also, all her actions could be revered as 'naughty'. She knew how easily she would give in to him.

"Ah…" As if that time an idea struck her, Zoey pursed her lips into a thin line as she cleared her throat. She walked towards the door, taking a deep breath before she held onto the door handle and creaked it open.

Zoey opened it, leaving a tiny gap to peek from. "Hello?" She muttered in a low tone, her eyes scanned the bedroom but she couldn't see him. 

"Matt -- Mister?" Before she could call him by his first name, Zoey corrected herself and raised her voice a little. Unfortunately, no one answered.

"What is he doing?" She asked curiously, opening the door wider so her head could fit in.

"Why did you correct yourself?" 

"Holy!" She jolted, surprised that Matthew was just leaning on the wall on the side of the door. It was a blind spot because Zoey only opened the door through which only her eyes could peek through. Thus, she didn't know that Matthew was just there without a word.

"Why are you just standing there?!" Zoey patted her chest, breathing heavily as she cast him a glare.

"Why did you correct yourself?" Once again, Matthew asked, ignoring her question. "Hmm?" He tilted his head to the side, furrowing his brows.

"Heh… Young Master, what are you saying?" Zoey awkwardly replied, forcing herself to chuckle. Her body was still behind the door, while her head was out, looking at him. "I just realized I don't have a change of clothes, so… can I borrow yours?" 

"You can." Without batting an eye, Matthew answered. For some reason, Zoey could not help but narrow her eyes as he replied too fast that it was suspicious.

'What does he want in return? My body?!' She wondered internally, waiting for whatever he wanted in exchange. Not long after, Zoey finally received what she was waiting for.

"I will lend you some of my clothes if…" He paused, leaving her on a cliffhanger. "If you start calling me by my first name." Without batting an eye, Matthew folded his arms that had a set of shirts and pajamas he prepared for her.

"Ahh… okay?" For some reason, Zoey was surprised because that wasn't what she expected. She expected immoral requests or something impossible. Maybe, her mind was just filled with pervertedness that she assumed or she's just a little… thirsty.

Matthew raised his right brow, fluttering his long eyelashes as if waiting for her to say it. "Ahem!" Zoey cleared her throat, casting a disdainful glance as he was truly overbearing most of the time.

Matthew was too temperamental, like a spoiled brat whose wishes needed to be fulfilled. "Can you give that to me?" She paused, pursing her lips to make it a little more suspenseful. 

"Matty?" Zoey stressed, feeling a little weird calling him by his first name despite being married to him in her previous life. After all, she was more used to calling him endearments like: Darling, My love, or just Hubby.

"Good." Pleased, Matthew nodded his head in satisfaction. Slowly, he gave the clothes he had prepared for her. If only he could read her mind, he would be more pleased -- maybe, high in heavens.

"Thanks." Zoey raised her eyebrows, finding him strange how easily Matthew could be pleased sometimes. She grabbed the clothes from him, and then immediately shut the door.

"Huh," As he stared at the shut door, the side of his lips curled into a meek smile. 'You don't know how little effort you have to exert to make me happy.' Matthew whispered internally, retracting his back from the wall.

"Matty���" He whispered as he headed towards the balcony. As he opened the door heading towards the balcony, Matthew took a deep breath as he closed his eyes. "I never liked when my mother calls me that…" He whispered, the side of his lips curled lovingly.

"....but, I don't think I will mind anymore."