Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1380

Andrew pulled his hand back, his face calm. "Ms. Wright, you need to see a doctor."

Yara flushed. "Andrew, if you're not interested, fine—but what's with the attitude? You're calling me sick now? Just say it—you think I'm too slutty, right?"

Andrew blinked in confusion. "What? No—I meant it literally. I think you've got a medical issue. I felt a slight irregularity just now. It could be early-stage hyperplasia. You should get it checked at a hospital."

Yara froze, her eyes suddenly filled with tears. "Wait… that's what that was about? You weren't… You didn't mean anything else?"

Andrew sighed. "What did you think I was doing? You seriously thought, with your brother, your father, and half the Wrights in the room next door, I'd do that right here?"

Realization hit Yara like a slap. God—what the hell had she been thinking?

She had completely lost her mind. Acting like that, throwing herself at him like she was possessed. Her chest still tingled faintly where Andrew had touched her, and her heart started racing again.

Yara asked, "So, Mr. Lloyd… what do you think about my earlier offer?"

Andrew shook his head. "I think nothing of it."

He walked over to the sink and began washing his hands.

Yara was fuming. "Seriously? I let you touch me, and you go wash your hands? What's that supposed to mean? You think I'm dirty?"

Andrew let out a slow breath. "That's not it. It's just… your scent is really strong. My little servant girl at home got a bloodhound's nose. If I go home with this scent on my hands, she'll sniff it out immediately and go into full meltdown mode."

Yara bit her lip and inched closer, voice soft and pleading. "Then why not… take me instead? I'm willing to be your little servant too. No—your slave if that's what you want. Whatever you need, whenever you need it… I'll be there to serve you. Completely."