Wild Young Miss: Mister, Let's Kiss!

The next morning…

"Matty… yummy... abs… hehe… touch touch..." In her sleep, Zoey snickered, drooling at the delicious specimen in her sleep. The dream of watching Matthew strip in front of her, his pair of russet eyes glinting as the side of his lips tilted into a smirk.

"So firm…" She whispered, touching him in her dream as she was about to melt. However, just as puckered her lips to kiss him, he vanished.

Not long after, her eyes slowly opened, waking up from the peaceful and complete sleep. As she opened and closed her eyes, a pair of russet orbs were staring back at her. "Ah!" She jolted, startled at the handsome face staring at her early in the morning.

Zoey jumped to the edge of the bed, holding the blanket around her chest as she raised her gaze back at him. "Good morning," He said, making her realize what happened yesterday and she was now sharing the same bed with him.

"Morning." She greeted back, putting her guard up as her fingers brushed her shirt. Zoey heaved a sigh of relief that her clothes were still on her and nothing happened last night.

"Were you taking advantage of me in your dreams?" Matthew blinked his eyes ever so slowly, the corner of his lips curled into a smirk. "What a weird woman. If you want to touch me, just say so." He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, propping his jaw on his hand.

"What? Where --" Her voice trailed off, covering her mouth as she didn't want him to smell her morning breath. "Where did you get the idea early in the morning?" She resumed, asking him while arching her right brow; her hand still covering her lips.

"Matty… yummy… abs… touch touch…" In a knowing tone, Matthew repeated her words while she was asleep. "I wonder what kind of dream you were having." He wondered, batting an eye as his smirk turned more playful.

"What dream? I don't dream!" Zoey, of course, without a second delay, denied the words she would definitely say even when she was awake. 

After denying her words, Matthew remained silent as he assisted himself up. When he was sitting up straight, he folded his knees before him. Zoey watched him as he sat facing her.

"Here." Without further ado, Matthew just lifted his shirt showing his toned eight pack abs. 

As soon as Zoey laid her eyes on the heating pack hidden under his shirt, her eyes widened as her jaw dropped. Immediately, her face heated up as she stared at this sweet treat early in the morning. Now, Zoey felt that living with him and waking up with him wasn't that bad if she would bless her eyes with his abs.

"Done staring?" Just then, Matthew asked, snapping her back to reality. He caught a glimpse of her disappointment when he let go of his shirt and it slid down to cover his body. "Stop drooling and get up." He smirked, chuckling as her reaction truly never disappointed him.

Without further ado, Matthew got out of the bed. He put on his house slippers, shoving his hand inside the pockets of his sweatpants and headed to the walk-in closet.

Meanwhile, Zoey wiped the side of her lips to see if she was drooling. Upon realizing she wasn't, she frowned and glared daggers at his figure before he went inside the walk-in closet. 

"He really knows how to tease!" She grumbled, dragging herself out of the bed. "How can he cover his abs that fast? I'm not even done staring." As she put on the house slippers that were on the other side of the bed, Zoey looked at the messy mattress. 

"Tsk!" She clicked her tongue, fixing the bed out of habit.

Zoey was used to making the bed upon waking up. What only annoyed her was the bed this time was much wider than before. Hence, she needed to exert more effort to arrange it before heading to the bathroom and start her morning rituals.

When she was almost done, Matthew returned from the walk-in closet. His brows knitted together, seeing her patting the blanket before she stood with her knuckles on her hips. 

"What are you doing?" He asked, his eyes shifted to the neatly arranged bed. "Making the bed?" He asked, obviously realizing how stupid the question was.

"Obviously?" Zoey's right eyebrow arched, scoffing in ridicule upon the shrug of her shoulder. 

"I'm not a lazy bum, alright? No one will make the bed for me." Zoey flipped her hair, proud how independent she was.

"Anyway," Since Matthew didn't reply anymore, Zoey took a deep breath as she realized she had other dilemmas at the moment.

If she didn't have a change of clothes last night, that only meant she would need to borrow clothes from him today as well. Not that borrowing clothes was the problem, but she had to go to work. She couldn't just walk inside Z Image Group wearing everything bigger than her size.

She might wear simple smart casual clothes in the office, but Zoey wouldn't show herself in front of her employees looking unprofessional. She still believed she still had an image to uphold.The reason she woke up earlier so she could move around the office freely.

"I know. Check the closet." Before she could finish her sentence, Matthew responded. He figured out her concerns. So before she stressed herself, Matthew cast her a knowing look as he cocked his head towards the door of the walk-in closet.

"Hmm?" Baffled, Zoey knitted her brows.

"Just come." Matthew shook his head, turning his back against her and sprawled his arms towards the door handle. Without further ado, he opened the door and turned to her. "Take a look." He said, inviting her to take a glimpse inside.

Cautious and curious, Zoey walked slowly towards him. As soon as she approached him, she glanced at him who cast her an indifferent look. "It's too early if you want to surprise me." She cleared her throat, murmuring her rebuttal as she wondered what he wanted to show her.

Zoey then walked inside the walk-in closet. As her eyes roamed around the spacious walk-in closet, her jaw dropped. "What the…" 

"I knew you would need clothes and daily necessities, so I arranged them for you when they arrived this morning.." In a matter-of-fact tone, Matthew explained.