Chapter 50: Refusal
I hung up the phone in my hand, knowing that something must have happened at home. Will the suppressed desires of Katniss and Nathan ignite at this moment? Will the two of them engage in a passionate affair, merging with each other in madness? With these complex thoughts in mind, I continued my inventory work, but my mind was elsewhere. The error rate in the inventory was very high, and the work that could have been completed around 4 a.m. was not finished until 6 a.m.
During this process, I thought countless times about calling Katniss again, but in the end, I gave up. What if I disturbed the two of them? Wouldn't all the previous plans and efforts be in vain? With this hesitation and struggle in my heart, I finally completed the inventory work at 6 a.m.
After a quick wash in the bathroom, looking at my haggard self in the mirror, I wondered if I should go home. After working overtime all night, I could have a day off. After careful consideration, I sighed and gave up the idea of going home, grabbed a quick breakfast, and returned to my office to continue my work.
If Katniss and Nathan really had something happen last night, then it is necessary to give them a day to ease the situation. If there was a breakthrough between the two of them last night, then my absence from home today would give them time to buffer.
In the early morning around 7 o'clock, Katniss may have seen the missed calls from last night and called me back. Katniss's tone on the phone was somewhat low, not at all emotional. Feeling this unusual tone from Katniss, I could almost confirm that something must have happened last night, otherwise Katniss wouldn't be in this mood.
On the call, Katniss told me that she had left her phone in the living room last night, and the phone was on vibrate. She had slept deeply and didn't hear the phone vibrating. Hearing this answer, I felt a bit uncomfortable because in the quiet night, even though the bedroom door could muffle the sound, the vibration of the phone was enough to penetrate the door. Even if Katniss couldn't hear it, Nathan, with his sensitive senses while sleeping, wouldn't he hear it? And Katniss never had the habit of putting her phone on silent or vibrate, so I was one hundred percent sure that Katniss was lying.
But I didn't expose her lie. Katniss asked me why I called her last night, and I told her it was just to ask if she had gone to bed. I also mentioned that I needed to inventory the machines and generate forms during the day, so I wouldn't be going home. After hanging up with Katniss, I sat in the office for a long time without feeling sleepy. The whole office area was very quiet, with only the sound of the keyboard tapping from the data entry clerks in the distance.
After hanging up with Katniss, unable to suppress my curiosity, I took out the encryption device. Taking advantage of most people resting at home during the day, I opened the monitoring device at home on my office computer, freezing the time to when I left home after dinner last night.
After dinner last night, Katniss saw me off at the door. Although I noticed a hint of joy and desire in Katniss's eyes during dinner, when she saw me leave and close the door, a sense of guilt and sadness appeared in her eyes. Perhaps she was afraid of succumbing to her desires and doing something that would betray me while I was away. She had expectations and a hint of resistance.
Katniss started to clean up the dishes, while Nathan sat on the sofa watching TV and massaging his injured hands alternately. Nathan's hands were almost healed, but he couldn't exert too much force. If he exerted too much force, he would feel pain. To fully recover, it would take nearly another month. During this remaining month, only medication and massage could help with the final recovery process.
Katniss and Nathan hadn't experienced such a night alone together for a long time, and perhaps both of them were hoping for something to happen. They were both very quiet. For about fifteen minutes, Katniss tidied up the room without looking at Nathan once, completely treating Nathan as if he were invisible. Perhaps she was trying to avoid her own desires in this way. Nathan, on the other hand, kept observing Katniss from the corner of his eye. When Katniss turned away, Nathan would unabashedly gaze at her back with desire. After a month and a half without contact, Nathan's gaze at Katniss was like a hungry beast that had finally caught its prey.
As time passed, Nathan's breathing became more rapid, and a slight flush appeared on his face. I knew that Nathan's desire was gradually escalating. He had to desperately focus on massaging his hands to distract himself. Occasionally, he massaged too hard, furrowing his brow in pain.
Meanwhile, Katniss continued quietly tidying up the room, not looking at Nathan at all. She completely ignored Nathan, perhaps trying to avoid her own desires in this way. Nathan kept watching Katniss from the corner of his eye. When Katniss turned away, Nathan would unabashedly gaze at her back with desire. After a month and a half without contact, Nathan's gaze at Katniss was like a hungry beast that had finally caught its prey.
After a long time, Katniss finished tidying up the room, and both of them managed to control their desires. However, it was evident that Nathan's desire was much stronger than Katniss's. After all, Katniss had gone through inner struggles, while Nathan was simply a primal being more easily controlled by physical desires.
After finishing up, Katniss glanced at Nathan, but seeing his flushed face, she quickly looked away, like a shy girl suddenly seeing her prince charming, blushing and adorable.
Katniss's phone was placed on the armrest of the sofa next to Nathan. She slowly walked over to Nathan, bent down to pick up her phone. Perhaps due to nervousness and embarrassment, Katniss forgot about her open neckline. As she bent over to pick up her phone, her neckline opened wide, revealing her ample cleavage and breasts in front of Nathan.
Perhaps it had been a long time since Nathan had seen Katniss's body, and his rationality was shattered by the exposed cleavage. As Katniss's hand touched the phone, Nathan suddenly grabbed her hand tightly, his eyes filled with desire fixed on Katniss, staring intently.
Katniss froze as Nathan grabbed her hand, stopping her from picking up the phone. She turned to face Nathan, their breaths becoming more rapid, their cheeks and necks slowly turning red. Two normal human beings were slowly transforming into beasts of desire.
The two of them remained in that posture, locked in a gaze, with increasingly rapid and uneven breathing. In the end, it was Nathan who reached out with his hand of desire. His other hand slowly lifted and reached out towards Katniss's swaying breasts.
Nathan's movement was slow, and Katniss remained still in her bent position. During this process, Nathan was panting heavily, his throat constantly moving as if swallowing saliva, his desire reaching its peak. Katniss trembled, waiting for Nathan's hand of desire. The whole room fell into silence, with only the sinful hand of Nathan moving.
Just as Nathan's hands were about to grab Katniss's breasts, Katniss's eyes widened suddenly. She stood up straight, forcefully pulled her hand out of Nathan's grip, and pushed away the hand reaching for her breast. After breaking free from Nathan's restraint, Katniss didn't even bother to pick up the phone that was still lying next to Nathan on the sofa armrest. She turned and ran towards her bedroom, leaving the phone behind, looking like she was fleeing.
After Katniss ran back to her bedroom and locked the door, the sound of the door locking seemed to startle Nathan. He dejectedly let go of his hands, his eyes showing deep disbelief and embarrassment. He sat on the sofa, rubbing his pajamas on both sides, trying to ease his disappointment and embarrassment. The figure sitting on the sofa suddenly looked much older.
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