Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 55093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55093 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 275(@200wpm)___ 220(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
EMILY
What’s he doing here? I remember asking the question but receiving no answer. I must look a mess and I’m so nervous I keep babbling on and on. “I have to go to her before one of her ‘friends’ call her up.” I knew she hadn’t seen it since she only watches soap operas when she wasn’t putting herself to sleep with medication. I needed even more to get away from him before I made an even bigger fool of myself.
He had a tight grip on my hand and I tried to convince myself that it meant nothing more than a show of support. Maybe for him, but for me it was doing something a hell of a lot different as can be attested by the butterflies doing sky jumps in my stomach.
“You do that, I’ll be right here.” His voice compelled me to look up at him and I wish I hadn’t. I know that look in his eyes; I’ve seen it countless times before. Only this time it didn’t make me want to roll my eyes in disgust, but fall into his strong masculine chest and feel his arms come around me. Oh you’ve really gone off the deep end this time.
He was probably just here because he was somehow involved in daddy’s mess. That made no sense but what the hell, nothing really has since this whole mess begun. I slipped my hand from his and walked away without looking back. I was suddenly very conscious of my scanty attire.
I’d just taken a much-needed bath and fallen into bed to spend the rest of the night numbing my senses with drivel when the show came on. So I was wearing silk babydoll sleep shorts and a fitted tank. As I took the stairs one at a time I wondered if he could see my ass under the leg of my shorts as I got higher. My face burned and I fought not to look back at him.
I could actually feel his eyes on me as I moved, so I hurried up the last few steps and turned down the hall towards my parents’ suite. I held onto the wall for a second to catch my breath and stop the wild racing of my heart. Why does he do this to me? Why is it that even with my world crumbling around me, just five minutes in his presence and I forget everything else but the feelings he sets loose inside of me?
There was no point in dwelling on it now. With my new position in life, a man like him would have no use for me except one, in which I had no interest. He seems the type that would want a respectable woman on his arm when he settles down. Someone who would add to his influence in the business world. Not the daughter of an embarrassed businessman who’d took the coward’s way out and was now the laughing stock of the known world.
I pushed my self pity aside and eased open the door to the dark room where my mother was asleep, buried under the covers as if even here, in slumber, she was trying to shield herself from the rest of the world. I felt a slight pang of pity and a well of love for the woman who’d loved me in her own way though I’d often thought of her as a flighty valley girl who’d been spoilt by everyone in her life.
Knowing that she would never be able to handle this unless I came up with something soon, I put aside all anger and disdain as I moved closer. I wanted to promise her that I would make things right. The realization that I was now the one left to see to her care and wellbeing was just another burden. But as with everything else, I tamped down the rising fear and held onto my resolve to do whatever it takes.
8
Jason
With my hands shoved into the pockets of my slacks I stared out the window into the dark night. The decision to bring her to my bed was already made, but I needed to do something about this shit in the meantime. I thought of giving her a job in her dad’s company, but wouldn’t that be tantamount to a slap in the face? When I asked myself how I would feel if the tables were turned, I knew we couldn’t go that route.
Surely there were other things she could do for me, other than warm my cock. And if there wasn’t I could always invent something. I turned when I heard her making her way back down the stairs. She’d covered herself up with a robe more’s the pity. But I could still see her ass going up those stairs. Something I hope to enjoy a lot more of in the future.