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on his lap wasn’t what made him uncomfortable, then what did? Then I remembered that his expression changed immediately after I received the text from Max. I was reading the text while resting on his lap; his eyes could have easily caught a glimpse of the content of the text.
    Maybe the content of the text angered him. Even if the text made him jealous or something, it would be childish of him just to walk away without asking for an explanation. Yet there seemed to be no other explan a tion for the reason he left my house angrily. I could only hope that I was right. That he left because he was jea l ous over me.

 
    CHAPTER FIVE
     
     
     
    For the next week, even when I tried to ignore my personal problems at work, I didn’t catch a glimpse of Cleve. At work, he gave me instru c tions through my colleagues and he had a note on the door of his office that said, do not disturb , so I couldn’t barge in, even if I wanted to. He was avoiding me. Of that, I was certain.
    By the time the week ended, I couldn’t take it any longer. I was feeling un justifiably neglected.
    When Friday evening finally came, I decided to use the shirt that he left in my house as an excuse to visit him. That night, I spent the most time in front of my mirror. I wanted to look beautiful and sexy, so he wouldn’t be able to take his eyes off me when he saw me. I chose a short black strapless dress, cutout at the sides and revealing my slender waist. The dress ma n aged to combine simplicity with sexiness.
    I applied my makeup with care, and even though I knew Cleve loved it when I wore my hair down, I inte n tionally wore it up in ponytail so it would not appear that I was trying to impress him. The high-heeled shoes I wore were higher than the ones I wore to work. I stepped back and looked at my reflection in the mirror. My feet already hurt. Suffering for beauty was what I usually called it, but on this night, I called it suffering for a man’s attention.
    Twenty minutes later, the cab pulled up in front of Cleve’s house. I paid the cab fare and the cab driver drove away.
    I pressed the doorbell and waited. It took close to two minutes before the door finally opened.
    “I’m sorry I didn’t open the door in time, I was…”
    He paused suddenly. I watched his eyes moved over me and I felt a certain amount of pleasure when his gentle gaze met mine, knowing that he couldn’t take his eyes off me.
    “You look beautiful,” was all he could manage to say.
    I smiled, but I didn’t give a response. This was probably the first time he’d seen me in a dress. He, on the other hand, didn’t have to be dressed up to look good. Glancing at him, I admitted he looked good in the white t-shirt he wore over black sweatpants.
    The few seconds of silence tensed me up. I searched for something to say, but I couldn’t find an y thing, but luckily, he said something.
    “Would you like to come in?” he invited, as he shifted a little.
    My mind said, yes, I would like to come in , but my mouth said something else.
    “No, thanks. I was just dropping by to give you this.” I handed him his shirt, which was neatly folded in a bag. “You left it at my place,” I finished, avoiding his gaze.
    “Thanks,” he said after a moment. “I have som e thing for you too. I wanted to bring it to you, but since you’re alread y here.. .”
    “What is it?”
    “Wait for a minute, please,” he said, as he rushed back, leaving the door slightly opened. In less than a minute, he returned with a red Macy’s shopping bag and handed it to me.
    “I wanted to get you something. I didn’t know what, but I know you love your heels, so I got you one.”
    I took the bag from him and opened it. It was just one high heel shoe. “Where is the other shoe?”
    He gave another of his sarcastic look. “When I said I got you one, I meant it literally. I bought only one shoe.”
    When he noticed the intense surprise on my face, he brought out the second shoe from behind his