The Knight's Mysterious Maid-Chapter 229: Calm (3)

"Come in."

Annalise opened the door to Rafael’s bathroom and already wanted to run to him to put her hands in his hair to pull on it. To hear him scream.

Rafael sat with his arms spread out the edges of the tub, looking out the open window in the bathroom. Seeing Annalise’s expression could wait since he had to look away to get her to come in.

Annalise closed the door behind her and like the good maid she was, she approached Rafael with a smile. To not be rude to see his naked body again despite the fact he said he was going to wear pants, Annalise kept her eyes on his face.

Annalise went behind him to where there was a long line of soaps the maids placed for him to pick from. Annalise picked a random one without smelling it and turned to Rafael. She couldn’t help but wonder how his large frame fit in the tub. Was this one made slightly bigger to fit him?

Annalise stepped to the side to look at the size of the tub to compare it to the one in her bedroom. Now that she paid attention to it, Rafael’s tubs were bigger. There was plenty of room for her to fit inside with him.

"Annalise, it worries me that you are silent and you have not gotten started on the reason you are here. Are you being a pervert again? Maybe I should have worn pants," Rafael said, looking over his shoulder to get a glimpse at her.

Annalise raised her hand, but she stopped herself, not wanting to give in to her mind’s desires. "I was only trying to figure out if your tub was bigger than others and I am not a pervert. I have unfortunately seen plenty of you to not be so curious anymore. I will start now."

Annalise moved from behind Rafael to start filling a small bucket she found with soap and water. She reached a new low by having to wash his hair, but it was her fault since she pushed him. "I have never washed anyone’s hair other than my own. Forgive me if it is terrible."

"Didn’t you come in here with plans to pull on my hair? If that is what you desire, there are more fun ways you can do that," said Rafael.

Annalise slowly turned to Rafael. "Did you just hint at something sexual between us? You are the pervert here. You are wrong that I wanted to pull your hair. I am not so childish. If it feels like I am yanking on your hair, it is because my fingers got tangled up in your hair. It is too long. Have you considered cutting it?"

Annalise wanted to see him with shorter hair.

"I cut it when the knights and I have an order from the king to move out again. It is a bother to deal with in the hot sun," Rafael answered.

"I like it as it is now, but I am curious how it would look short. That does not mean you should go cut your hair to please the woman you like. If you were to tell me that you think my hair looks better short, I would not go cut it. Still, if you want to, I can cut it for you," Annalise offered.

"Annalise, it is taking a lot of trust for me to let you wash my hair. I am not letting you anywhere near me with something sharp. The water will get cold if you do not start now. Should I start washing my body-"

"No," Annalise stopped him. She returned behind him with the small bucket of water to pour over his head. "Please lean forward and close your eyes or keep them open if you wish."

Rafael did as Annalise asked and leaned forward. He expected for cold water or piping hot water to be poured over his head, but it was warm. He wiped the water from his eyes and leaned back to enjoy Annalise’s finger in his hair as much as he could in the middle of her torturing him.

Annalise placed the bucket on the floor and got to work with placing her fingers in his hair to start looking for any more grass or whatever might have become lost in his hair. She knew that she got everything out of his hair, but Rafael was too stubborn to listen and he wanted to be alone with her.

Annalise started to gently move her fingers in her hair as she did with her own hair when it was wash time. When she needed to pull her hands away to massage another part of his head, she forcibly yanked her hands back, causing the hair tangled up with her fingers to be pulled on, and his head going backwards.

"Annalise, I am going to keep finding ways to punish you each time you hurt me. It is your fault that you are in this position now so you must do it with a smile and then be on your way," said Rafael.

"I’m sorry for hurting you, young master."

Rafael frowned, turned off by the title he hated and Annalise knew it. "I will have you go dress shopping with my mother-"

"I will do it perfectly this time," Annalise said, being more gentle with his hair now that the threat of having to go looking at dresses was put out there. "How did you know?"

"Logan and I still speak. A woman wouldn’t change that," Rafael answered.

It was the first time they ever faced liking the same woman, but it went better than it would for others. Rafael knew there were times when Logan was upset that his crush came to an end, but they never argued about it and he hoped it would always be this way.

"It is good to know that I did not ruin your friendship. Even though it is not my fault that the two of you fell for me. You should go to him for advice on how to get over me. The two of you should write a book so I can give it to other men," Annalise stopped as soon as Rafael looked up at her.

She had to give it to him that in any situation, he always looked handsome. Now that she was looking down at him, she could see briefly that he wasn’t wearing pants. She wanted to remind him about it, but she hadn’t exactly agreed that he needed to wear pants.

She thankfully could only see his bare thighs thanks to the amount of soap he used when he filled the tub with water.

"Why have you stopped, Annalise?" Rafael asked, tapping his fingers on the tub to help distract his mind. "Nervous?"

"Why would I be nervous with you? It is you who should be nervous since you are the one with feelings for me. Stop staring at me," Annalise requested as it started to make her feel uncomfortable, but not bad uncomfortable. Certain parts of her felt bothered just by his stare.

She didn’t like how the rest of her body wasn’t listening to her mind as she felt tempted to kiss him again. No one would know since they were all alone. She could do it again to satisfy her desires and never do it again.

His lips were right there, ready for her to claim them again.

Annalise shook her head to get rid of the thoughts her mind should not have. Her mind was supposed to have the voice of reason somewhere in there. "I need to continue before the water goes cold and you catch a cold."

"How long will you do this to yourself?" Rafael asked, once again getting the feeling that she was just as interested in him as he was in her, but there was something he was yet to figure out, stopping her from doing what she wanted.