Her eyes darted up towards him, her expression immediately turning to one of exasperation that simply screamed "you are impossible!"...but then she froze. His eyes met hers and there wasn't that usual look of wicked teasing and humor that seemed to be forever lingering in those depths. There was no lascivious delight at the possibility of getting perhaps a little bit more than his fair-share of T.L.C. just because he caught her during a moment of weakness. All there was was the inexpressible pain that his body was causing him and his sincere desire simply for a moment of relief from it.
She hesitated for a few minutes, looking away from him to gnaw gently on her lower lip in thought. She felt like such a gesture might be stepping beyond the limits of her job as personal assistant and treading dangerously into more intimate territory.
More intimate territory? Are you serious, Pep? This coming from the girl that just yesterday was laying underneath that very same boss practically dry humping him?
Her cheeks blushed at those traitorous thoughts but she managed to steel her resolve. Though his position was first and foremost as her boss and employer...he was also the only friend she really had. She could lend him this small comfort at his request.
Shifting her body around on the bed, she stood up to dip the cloth back once more into the water. Pulling it up, she rung out the excess and then folded carefully into a square which she placed across his forehead.
"There. Just lay still and let that sit there."
Then, taking in a slow breath, she eased herself to sit back down onto the bed again, right alongside of his hip. One hand reached out to tentatively lay against the hard surface of his muscular abdomen and she tried hard to ignore the little tingling feeling that ran throughout her as she felt those muscles tighten and ripple at the sudden feel of her cool fingertips on his skin. Her hand began to move in a gentle, slow motion, rubbing her palm across that plane and every now and then applying a little pressure through her fingertips in a massaging manner.
"Like that?" she murmured softly, a little bit of uncertain hesitancy shining in those eyes as she glanced up at him. "Does that help?"