Rebecca POV:

Matthew's long, slender fingers brushed against his lower forehead and looked at me with a smile full of deep meaning.

I was slightly flustered by the look in his eyes and moved slowly, from one end of the couch, to the other. The first time I saw him, I looked at him warily, "What... what can I do? I...I have work to do."

"You are really heartless, I helped you a lot yesterday, and you don't even want to thank me?" Matthew narrowed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa, his chin slightly raised to reveal his dissatisfaction.

He did not mention last night is fine, as...