Book 3: He Cares for Me

Anacá's POV

The door closed after Mr. Ford left, and Eros turned to face me. There was an awkward silence between us. I knew what he would say now. He would want me to move in with him. 

“Umm, I’ll get your coffee.” Eager to escape, I turned towards the door. 

“No need. I’ve ordered from the café downstairs. They’ll deliver it here.” 

“Oh, then I’ll wrap up the work you gave me.” He had asked me to go through the feedback emails and respond to them. Then there was the added task of updating his schedule.

“That can wait. Sit here with me.” 

I was about to protest, but a knock on the door made me stop. Eros used his remote control to unlock the door. It was a server from the café downstairs, carrying a tray laden with food and coffee. 

“Good morning, sir, ma’am. I’ve brought your order.” He entered with a smile and placed the tray on the coffee table in the corner of Eros’s office. 

“Thank y