Part 3Tied to You: The Delivery Mix-Up with My Dentist Crush

I knocked lightly three times. Not long after, the door opened.

"Hehe, I'm here to use you as my taste tester again."

Arthur stepped aside, gesturing for me to come in.

Just as I was about to take off my shoes and walk in barefoot, a pair of fuzzy slippers was handed to me.

"I bought you these fluffy bunny slippers. They just arrived today."

The two little ears on the bunny's head bobbed with his movement. A squeal of delight was right on the tip of my tongue, but to maintain my ladylike image, I swallowed it back down.

"I saw these scrolling online just a couple days ago! They're so cute!"

Delighted, I slipped on the slippers and arranged the food on the dining table.

Not forgetting why I was here, I kept my hands moving while secretly scanning every corner of the living room from the corner of my eye.

By the shoe cabinet in the entryway, my delivery box lay quietly. It didn't look like it had been opened.

My heart settled halfway back into my chest.

"I tried to replicate KFC's crispy fried chicken at home today. I feel like it's a bit bland, can you taste it?"

I held out a drumstick to Arthur. I thought he would reach out and take it, but to my surprise, he just leaned in and took a bite right out of my hand.

"It's delicious."

I felt the temperature of my face rising steadily. Was this the beauty of flirting?

I sat down, feigning calmness, and pulled out my homemade floral gin.

It was October, the autumn breeze was crisp, and the scent of flowers filled the air. It was a great time for infused liquor. I figured knocking back a couple of drinks might make it easier to speak naturally, so I brought it without overthinking.

Arthur brought out two glasses and poured a little for each of us. Worried it wouldn't be enough liquid courage for me to perform, I topped them off with a bit more.

"I didn't realize you were such a good drinker?"

He teased me, watching my actions. I just giggled.

I was here to handle serious business, after all.

After dinner, I sat on the sofa watching TV, preparing to get down to business once Arthur finished cleaning up the dishes.

I was still brewing my words and hadn't opened my mouth yet when he interrupted my casting.

"That movie you missed in theaters is available streaming now. I rented it. Do you want to watch it together?"

My mouth was faster than my brain. Before my brain could process it, my mouth had already said yes for me.

The lights were dimmed, and coupled with the alcohol, sleepiness soon enveloped me. In a daze, I blindly grabbed something to hug and slept soundly.

When I woke up, the movie was over. I was leaning against Arthur's chest, my hands wrapped around his arm, and I had even left a suspicious drool stain on his shirt.

Guiltily, I pursed my lips, but I felt a stinging, burning sensation on them.

Seeing this, he leaned in for a closer look.

"It might be an allergic reaction. Do you know what you're allergic to?"

Maybe because we hadn't spoken for a long time during the movie, his voice sounded a bit hoarse.

Seeing me shake my head, he continued.

"Come to the hospital tomorrow for an allergy test. I'll book the appointment for you."

Before leaving, as I was changing my shoes in the entryway, I pretended to casually notice my package.

"Oh, this looks like my package. The delivery guy must have dropped it off at the wrong door."

He glanced at the box and handed it to me. The lighting was dim, so I couldn't clearly see his expression. My probing had failed.

"Is it? I just brought it in and didn't look closely. You should take it back."

I thought to myself, Thank god I got here fast. He hadn't opened it or seen it, so my image was safe.

After bidding each other goodnight, I happily carried the box back to my place. I didn't forget the girls waiting for me online, so I updated them on the progress.

"Retrieved safely! I'll dish the details on tomorrow's stream! I just fell asleep at his place."

This was the first time I'd stayed at his place this long. My whole body was marinated in the nice woody scent of his apartment. As soon as I got back, Waffles circled me, sniffing for ages.

When I showered and threw my clothes in the hamper, I was almost reluctant to wash them.

How is my behavior any different from a total creep?

Penny Parker, you are such a pervert.