Chapter 85.

Andy’s POV:

I was staring at Harris whose eyes fixed on me, he was still standing at the same spot, not moving a foot.

“Harris…” I called his name, my voice barely audible, as he looked down for a moment, then looked back at me, I was giving him a questioning look not having any idea of where did he go, and confused of the way he was staring at me.

“Are you mad?” I asked, he smirked, looking away nervously, then made a few steps towards the kitchen, “a little” he said, pouring a glace of water.

“Why? Is it because of the way I stepped in, and prevent Killian from firing that journalist?” I asked, he put the glass on the counter, his eyes focused on me for a moment, then he sighed, I frowned, feeling confused of how he reacted.

“it’s not that…” he started, I approached him, “then what is it?” I asked, “it’s the way you did it” he answered, I was confused, “it seemed like you were trying to show off your body to that douchebag!” his words made me shock, I wasn’t expecting him to say tha