[There was nothing wrong with looking at her? RED couldn't imagine why she'd think so, and was appalled with himself for that feeling of perversion starting to course through him again when he thought of her in that dress. He sighed irritably as she headed up the stairs. What was wrong with him?
He knew good and well what it was, but was loathe to admit it. Instead, he nodded numbly, waiting until she was out of sight to eye the door again. On one hand, she... apparently didn't mind him wanting to look at her. That should have been a good thing, but the fact that they were coworkers looming over him, he didn't want her getting the wrong impression, thinking of him in the way he was starting to unfortunately think of her.
Despite his concerns, he found himself waiting there nonetheless, unable to bring himself to move. He knew she'd find him in no time with his running speed, anyway.]
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He knew good and well what it was, but was loathe to admit it. Instead, he nodded numbly, waiting until she was out of sight to eye the door again. On one hand, she... apparently didn't mind him wanting to look at her. That should have been a good thing, but the fact that they were coworkers looming over him, he didn't want her getting the wrong impression, thinking of him in the way he was starting to unfortunately think of her.
Despite his concerns, he found himself waiting there nonetheless, unable to bring himself to move. He knew she'd find him in no time with his running speed, anyway.]