Chapter 14
It was 4:30pm, there was no point going back to the office so I decided to go home. I was just about to leave the building when I saw a lady coming in, I moved aside to let her in. She smiled in appreciation because she was talking on the phone.
Sophia???
I grabbed hold of the lady's wrist. She looked at me like I was freak but I didn't care.
"Are you speaking to Sophia Parker?" I demanded from her.
"Excuse me? Who are you?" She said shocked at my nerve. I was sure she knew who I was talking about.
"Give me that!" I snatched the phone from her before she could realise it.
"Hey!" She shouted but I ignored her.
"Sophia." I spoke softly into the phone. "Why haven't you been picking your calls? I've been trying to reach you all day!"
I received no answer but when I checked, I saw that she was still on the phone.
"Sophia please talk to me, I know you're there."
There was a long deafening pause.
"How did you get Lily's phone?" She finally said.
"Who the hell is Lily?" I said but soon realised I was using someone else's phone. "Oh, I'm at your apartment right now and I heard her speaking to you on the phone. Where are you?"
"I'm not in New York."
"Where are you then?" I asked again.
"Mr Wilson, you approved the letter I sent in to the office today. I am with my family. They need me." She sounded angry.
"I didn't know check who I was approving, I didn't care because I was so happy this morning. Yesterday was amazing and I was really looking forward to seeing today. I even bought you flowers and chocolates for fuck's sake! Only for me to find out that you weren't in. You don't know how worried i was."
"Well you shouldn't be because I'm fine."
"You're not fine Sophia. You sound angry at me. Is that why you didn't pick any of my calls?"
"No, my phone is switched off. I'm using a land line."
"Ok but why wouldn't you just tell me where you are?" I whined.
"Because I don't want you to come looking for me. I don't want to see you!" She shouted.
Her words hurt like a dagger in my chest. Even worse than my bullet wound when it was still fresh.
"I don't understand this Sophia. One minute you're all over me and the next minute, you don't want to see me. I haven't even seen you since yesterday! What could I have possibly have done?"
"Think again." She said before she cut the call.
What the fuck is going on? I thought we were past all the drama and arguments?
I tried calling her back severally but she never picked up.
I gave up and turned to see the lady who owned the phone sitting patiently on a chair behind me.
"Lily, I suppose." I said while walking towards her. I handed her phone to her and she grabbed it.
"Thank you." She said angrily at me earlier for snatching her phone. Just as she stood up and was about to leave I blocked her path.
"I need you to tell me exactly where Sophia is."
"No way. I'm not telling you anything." So she knew where she was!
"You have to, I'm begging you." I said desperately.
"And why do I have to tell you?" Her eyes flared at me.
"Because I am in love with her!" I said without realising it.
She stared at me with wide eyes. I couldn't believe it myself! Was I really in love with her?
"Sophia means a lot to me and right now were not on good terms. I need to make things right with her because I feel like she's mad at me for a wrong reason."
Lily looked at me carefully as if she was trying to figure out something.
"Who are you?" She asked.
"My name is Adam Wilson." I said and she gasped.
"Oh my gosh! Her boss! You're the guy she has a really huge crush on!"
"Wait- what? She has a crush on me?" I was surprised.
She immediately realised what she said and slapped her hand over her mouth. She was probably not meant to say that.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to blurt that out." She apologised.
"It's okay." I smiled at her. "I also have a really huge crush on Sophia too and she knows it, however she is avoiding me at all cost. I just need to get to her and you're the only one that can help me right now. All you have to do is tell me where she is. Trust me, you'll be doing you're friend a favour."
She looked at me debating whether she should tell me or not but after a while she gave up.
"She's in Virginia. Richmond to be precise. She's staying at her parents house."
"How long will she be there for?"
"About two weeks." She said and I almost fainted.
"Two weeks?!" I yelled. Theres no way I'm waiting two weeks before I get to see Sophia. I have to be on the next flight to Richmond as soon as possible. "Do you know where her parents live?"
"Highland Springs."
"Okay, thank you so much for your help Lily." I said gratefully.
"You're welcome Adam. Would you like to come in for some coffee or tea?" She offered.
"Thank you, but I'm fine. I need to head home quickly to make plans for tomorrow."
"Alright then. I'll see you around?"
"Sure." I smiled back.
On my way home, I couldn't stop thinking about what Lily said. Sophia has always had a crush on me. A very huge one at that. My happiness could not be contained. But everything vanished when I remembered her words to me in the phone and my chest began to ache again.
There was something that bothered me, if she really likes me then why is she acting this way? She is very bipolar. I can't seem to understand her sometimes.
She wants me but acts like she doesn't. Why would she do that?
Why can't she just be straight forward and not confusing?
My mind was hurting from too much thinking so I stopped.
I got home and remembered that tomorrow was Saturday, I had a bowling session with Mason. I don't think I would make it so I texted him.
Mason, something came up. I can't make it tomorrow.
Thankfully he replied almost immediately.
Let me guess, it involves Sophia...
Ah! He knew me all too well. I laughed and texted him back.
Yes. Apparently, things did not go as I planned.
I could tell he was laughing at me right now. He never seizes an opportunity to make an ass of me.
You crack me up
Like I said, he was laughing. That bastard! I called him immediately and he picked.
"Mason, I'm in a bit of a situation right now and laughing at me won't help." I said to him.
"What's the situation?"
"Sophia didn't show up to work today. She took a two weeks leave and she's in Richmond visiting her father at the hospital."
"Oh shit." He became serious.
"To top everything she angry at me and I don't know what for this time, I'm so frustrated. Im flying to Richmond tomorrow morning with my jet. I have to see her."
"Adam! Look, I know you're in love and all but you can't do that! Thats crazy! She needs some space! She's going through a tough time and if she's pissed at you then you need to lay off for a while." He reasoned and I saw his point.
"You're right. I shouldn't just act on impulse. I'll give her a day or two."
"No Adam, you have to let her be for those two weeks."
"I can't do that! Thats way too long!"
"Then why in the hell did you grant her the leave in the first place then?!" He scolded me like I was a teenager.
"I was an accident! Look, I'll back off for a week. After that I'm heading to Richmond."
"So that means were still on for bowling tomorrow?"
"I guess so. I need to get my mind off Sophia completely. I admit, she's becoming an obsession."
"Yes." I heard him laugh.
Chapter 15
*One week later*
Adam Wilson
"Adam!" I heard Mason shout my name. I looked towards the direction and spotted him waving at me. He was with two other guys, probably his friends. He told me they would be joining us.
This is the second time I'm bowling with Mason. The first was just both of us last week and we had such a good time, we decided to do it again. This time he invited more of his friends he wanted me to meet.
Thankfully the bowling club wasn't packed at all, unlike the last time. We could secure at least four bowling alleys to ourselves, one for each man.
"Mason." I said while giving him a bro hug.
"This is Adam, he was once a victim at my hospital." He said and I laughed. "These are my friends Fred and Hendrix." I shook hands with them both.
I grabbed a beer bottle off the table where we were all seated. I usually don't drink beer but I could manage one or two bottles.
"So what do you do Adam?" Hendrix asked.
"Uh, I own a company, it's called Wilson & Co. We deal with aerospace, defence and security."
"That sounds interesting." Fred said.
"Yes and very innovative as well." Hendrix added and we all laughed.
"Indeed" I smiled. I love to boast about what we do. "We provide different services from flight management systems, to tactical satellite communications, image and audio analysis, we even provide cyber security."
"That's amazing. And your office is here in New York?"
"Yes." I brought out my business card and handed it to them both. "This is my card. You can come see me anytime if you need to discuss business, advice or any other thing at all."
"That's excellent but enough with the business talk." Mason said. "Were here to bowl!"
"The looser pays for everything." Hendrix said and we all agreed.
Apparently Mason was great at bowling, he beat me the first time. Most of his shots were strikes and he got a total of 270 points. He finished first while Hendrix was second with 239 points. Fred who had 201 points came third and well, I was last with just 175 points.
"Sorry man, lunch's on you!" Fred patted me on the back.
"What happened Adam? I thought you were good at this?" Mason said. "Or is something snaking you? Are you still thinking of Sophia?" He whispered the last part.
"You're bringing her up, I thought the plan was to keep her out of my mind. But yes, she might have been the cause of my distraction. Lately, I've been eating my heart out." I said to him.
"Sorry man, but for now, Can you get me an egg mayo and pickle sandwich." It was like he didn't even hear what I said to him about Sophia.
"Are you serious?"
What a dick!
A waitress came and everyone placed their orders. The guys made sure to order large because they knew they weren't paying.
"I'll have the multi-grain with grilled turkey." Fred said.
"I'll go with the avocado sandwich." Hendrix said as well.
For me, I chose two double BBQ Beef with sweet onions.
"Are you stress eating?" Mason smirked at me. I knew he was making fun of me again.
"No Mason. I am NOT stress eating." I lied.
Lately I've been eaten a lot more than usual to counteract the stress I've had for the past few days.
"Adam, I am a doctor. I can tell what's going on with you. You're looked stressed out because you've been suffering from excessive longing, now you've resulted to comfort foods. You've even stopped shaving and now you're growing a stubble. You're a wreck."
"What's been happening to you Adam?" Hendrix asked.
"He's whipped." Mason answered for me. Hendrix and Fred looked at me astonishingly.
"I'm not whipped."
"I must admit, she is really pretty. She's the type you'd want to hold on to, plus she keeps it tight." He wagged his eyebrows at me.
If it was okay to do so I would have smacked him in the face 50 times.
"So what's her name?" Fred asked me.
"Sophia, Sophia Parker." I admitted defeatedly.
"Hm, a pretty girl with a pretty name."
"Yeah well here's the catch, she's his personal assistant at work." At this point Fred groaned. "She's really good at the job and he shouldn't cross that line... although he wants to. I keep telling him it's a bad idea."
Mason told them the full story... well at least his version.
"What do you want from her Adam?" Hendrix asked me. "Do you just want her, or do you want to be with her?"
"I want to be with her." I decided.
"Then what's stopping you?"
That was a good question.
"It's complicated. She doesn't want to loose her job for a chance with me. Plus, I know she doesn't trust me. I have quite a history with women, she's witnessed it herself. Even though we're both attracted to each other, she avoids me by dating other men. Sometimes I just think she deserves someone better than me."
"Sounds like you're giving up." Hendrix said.
"I just don't know what to do." I sighed.
"Do what makes you happy Adam." Mason held my shoulder. "But don't do what you'll regret."
"I agree, but go for her if you feel she's the one." Fred said to me.
"Thanks guys."
The food came and we all ate.
I got a text message from one of my clients reminding me about a meeting in Michigan which was few days from now.
"Mason can I talk to you for a second?" I asked him.
"Yeah, sure." He said wiping his hands.
I pulled him away from the others.
"I have a meeting to attend in Michigan. And I can't go alone."
"So... what? You want me to come with you?" He asked me stupidly.
"No, but if I asked, would you?"
"Hell no."
"Okay. I figured. Anyway, I need Sophia to come with me but she's on leave."
"You want to disturb the poor girl whose father is ill because you're too scared to go to a meeting alone?"
"Im not scared! I'm just not used to it. I promised to stay away from her for one week and it's been a week already. I need to see her, maybe I should ask her if she'll go with me. She loves travelling."
"Why don't you just ask her on the phone, rather than travelling all the way to See her?"
"Her phone is off remember? And I don't have her parent's house number. Plus, I want to see her."
"Okay Adam. Just don't make things worse between you two when you get there. And for pete's sake, please shave."
****
Sophia Parker
Lately, I've been spending a lot of time at hospitals. First with Mr Wilson, now with my dad. I'm so sick of the environment.
I was currently in the waiting room with my mum. We both held each other while we hoped for the best.
Dad did not have just an ordinary stroke, the doctor called it a hemorrhagic stroke! It happens when an artery in the brain leaks blood or ruptures. They managed to find the cause of the bleeding and control it for just a few hours but after a while, the bleeding only got worse. Dad has always been a victim of high blood pressure which was the reason for the worsened condition so the doctors prescribed some medicine to lower his blood pressure.
He is currently undergoing three surgeries. The doctors called them aneurysm clipping, coil embolization, and arteriovenous malformation repair. If the surgery is successful, he advised mum to ensure he has a heart-healthy eating lifestyle, manage stress and do physical activities like aerobics.
Mum was looking at a paper the doctor gave to her. The paper held useful information about eating healthy.
"Apparently, the doctor said we should only drink skimmed milk." She frowned.
I could understand because I hated skimmed milk as well. I could manage semi-skimmed though.
"I know it's tasteless and all but it's good for the health." I smiled at her, trying to sound positive.
"Okay, listen to this. 'Fish high in omega-3 fatty acids, such as salmon, tuna, and trout, about twice a week.' But your dad doesn't like fish! He's scared of the bones!" She complained and I laughed.
"He'll have to get used to it."
"This food Rota is horrible! Look at this! Lima beans, chickpeas, broccoli, corn tortillas, brown rice!"
"Are you really going to follow that mum?" I winced at the names she called.
"I have to. So, we don't end up in the hospital again."
The doctors came out just then and walked towards us. We both stood up, waiting for the good or bad news.
"Mrs Parker." He referred to my mum. "I am pleased to say that your husband is okay and the surgery went well. But he'll have to stay with us in the hospital for a while."
I breathed a sigh of relief when I heard what the doctors said. My mum broke down crying happily.
"Oh, thank you so much for everything! How long would he be retained?" She asked.
"We're not sure about that ma'am but until he recovers fully and we're sure that he is stable. We would let you know as soon as possible."
"Thank you doctors!" I told them before they went away.
I hugged my mum and wiped away her tears. She knew that it was up to me to pay the bill for the surgery. I was the only child and my parents were not very rich. They had savings but it was not enough to pay half of what we needed to pay. I also had savings but I just needed a few more to complete the bill. I overheard the doctors saying that the three surgeries were going to cost about $30,000.
I may have to go back to work earlier than I ought to, it's been a week and few days since I left New York and I know I'm not going to be paid for my absence.
Right now, I need every single penny I can get.
"Sophia honey, why don't you go back home and prepare dinner. I need to stay and make sure that your father is okay. You were here all through yesterday and I want you to leave early. I'll see you at home later okay?"
I wanted to protest but I agreed. Even though I wanted my mum to come home with me, eat and rest. I didn't want her to get stressed out here alone. I checked the time and it was 3:20pm.
"Do you have the keys?" I asked.
"Yes honey, I do. I'll be coming in through the back door from the garden." She spoke.
"Okay mum." I kissed her and she smiled at me.
"See you later." She spoke.
I left the hospital and drove home with dad's car. Mum will probably come home with the bus, she hates driving and doesn't even have her own car.
I got home and quickly took a shower.
My room hadn't changed much since I left for college. Everything was still intact except they had given most of my clothes to charity because there was no way I would fit into them now.
I checked the remaining contents of my wardrobe for something I could manage to wear. I changed into a white tank top and some shorts I found but they were extremely tight. I wore them anyway since I was the only one at home, and I didn't bother putting on a bra.
I put on a robe though, and I went downstairs to the kitchen to prepare dinner. I decided to make Spicy Salmon with Bok Choy and Rice. At least that was healthy.
I baste the fish with a mixture of honey, soy sauce, and crushed red pepper to give it a tasty glaze. The kitchen got hot and steamy, so I took of my robe.
Chapter 16
After few minutes I was done cooking and I left it in the pot to cool down. I did the washing up and did a bit of cleaning before I collapsed on the couch. I watched TV silently waiting for mum to come back home.
They were showing a old episodes of Desperate Housewives. One of the actors reminded me so much of Lily. They both looked exactly alike, it was so weird.
I remembered my last call with Lily. She had told me the most ridiculous thing ever. I know she over exaggerates a lot but telling me that Mr Wilson said he was in love with me was just a complete lie. I couldn't believe her. He is a jerk who only wants to use me and dump me the minute he's done, he doesn't love me.
I jumped when I heard a knock on the door.
Who the hell was that?!
I checked the time to see it was 5:00pm. Mum said she would be coming through the back door and she had her own keys so that definitely wasn't her. And I didn't order anything so who could it possibly be?
Maybe it was the neighbour or something.
I went over to the door and looked through the peephole. My heart started pounding immediately I saw who it was.
Think of the devil and he appears!
What was he doing here?! And how did he know where my parents live?! How did he find me? I am so freaked out right now. Should I open up the door for him?
I ran my hand through my hair, not knowing what to do. I wasn't prepared to see him yet!
He knocked on the door again, more urgently this time. I took a few deep breaths and decided to open the door.
Hesitantly, I turned the knob and opened the door for him. He was standing there, holding a bouquet of flowers and a card in his hands.
To be honest, he looked good. He was wearing his usual suit but without a tie this time. The first two buttons were undone and I could see a bit of what was beneath his shirt.
"What are you doing here?" I managed to say calmly even though my heart was racing fast.
He just stared at me with wide eyes. He opened his mouth as if to say something but nothing came out. He just kept on looking at me... or something on me...
I looked down at myself and then I noticed he was actually ogling me! My little tank top and tight shorts barely covered my body parts.
I hid part of myself behind the open door and that's when he finally looked up.
"Hello Ms Parker. I uh... I came here to see you, and your mother." He said nervously. "I hope you guys are okay?"
"We're fine thanks but it's just me at home right now."
"Oh." I swear I saw a smile tug at his lips but he hid it immediately. "Can I come in then?"
"Okay." I opened the door wider for him and he stepped into the house.
What the hell am I doing?!
I really didn't want to let him in but I couldn't stop myself from saying yes. My body was so aware of him because he never took his eyes off me.
"Would you like anything to drink? Maybe tea, or coffee?" I offered after closing the door.
"I'ld like some coffee please." He handed me the flowers and the card. "Uh, the flowers are for you but the card is for your dad. I hope he's feeling better."
"Thank you. And yes, he is." I took them avoiding as much contact with him as possible. It was a get well soon card which was actually really sweet of him. "Do you want the coffee here in the living room, or in the kitchen?"
"The kitchen is fine." He smiled at me.
My heart did a backflip when I saw his perfect smile. I turned away from him quickly because I know I wouldn't be able to handle myself.
Why does he have to be so damn sexy?
I put the card on the dining table and went to the kitchen, he followed behind me.
I was extremely uncomfortable walking in front of him in my cotton shorts. I just hoped my butt wasn't wiggling all over the place. That would be so embarrassing.
I got a vase for the flowers, filled it up with water and put them inside. They were very beautiful but I kept them aside for now, later I would decide where to place them.
Behind me Mr Wilson sat by the kitchen island, never taking his eyes off me once. I could feel his stare like needles pricking my skin but I tried my best to pretend like I couldn't. I put water in a kettle and boiled it up. I bent down carefully to get the coffee beans and sugar from the cabinet below when I heard him hiss. I looked at him and saw him staring right at my ass.
I knew it!
I wanted to hit him for doing so but I couldn't blame him. What I was wearing was quite promiscuous, considering the body type that I have.
"Sophia, you never told me exactly what happened to your father." He asked. He noticed that I caught him looking so he tried to stop.
"He had a stroke and was operated on today. The doctors carried out three surgeries on him but he's fine now." I said facing him.
"Wow, I'm so sorry. I didn't think it was that serious. Three surgeries is a lot."
He was right. I'll have to work my ass off to try and pay off the hospital fees.
Then there won't be any ass for him to look at!
"I know." I said shakily.
He looked at me as if he was trying to figure out something... I don't know what but his eyes wondered from my face to my neck and then finally settled on my breasts. My current posture didn't help things as I had my palms resting behind me on the counter, and my chest sticking out. Deciding not to wear a bra was a terrible decision. As his eyes lingered there I could feel my nipples tighten from awareness and his brows lifted. He noticed.
No matter how badly I wanted to cover up, I just couldn't bring myself to move. Some part of me enjoyed the way he looked at me... and wanted to show him more. Just like that day in his office, when I showed him all of me.
I should really turn away or maybe put on that robe I had tossed away while cooking, but I couldn't.
"Sophia..." He started but before he could say anything further, the kettle switch went off. I used that opportunity to quickly turn around and grind the coffee beans, ignoring the weird moment that just happened. There was definitely a strong chemistry between us and I couldn't deny that.
"How many sugars?" I asked him as I made the coffee
"None. I was going to say that I will be attending a meeting in Michigan two days from now. It's between me and the board of directors of the Sytner Group."
"That's great." I placed the cup in front of him. "Would you like some milk with that?"
"No thanks. You know how I like my coffee." He said.
"That's true. I was just making sure because its a bit late."
I decided to look for my robe and put it on. But before I got passed him he gently held my arm, stopping me from leaving.
"I want you to come with me Sophia."
I looked at him incredulously.
Is he serious?
Does he expect me to leave my family and go to Michigan with him?! The whole point of taking a leave was to get away from work (and him).
"I'm sorry but I'm needed here in Richmond so I cannot come with you." I tried not to speak harshly.
"But I need you there with me, you're my PA."
"I took a leave Mr Wilson, you can find someone else to go with."
Maybe he could take that blondie he was kissing in his apartment the other day.
"I don't need just anyone to accompany me, I'm not going for recreation, I'm going for business."
"I can't believe you want me to leave my family and come with you just like that. My mother needs me here and my dad is sick! He just had three operations today! I can't just take off!"
"Okay Sophia, calm down." He slowly tried pulling me towards him.
"No! Get your hands off me!" I struggled and he let me go. "I can't believe how selfish you're being right now!"
"Please, there's no need to get angry, just listen to me." The way he acted like it wasn't a big deal made me even angrier.
"How did you even find me here?! Huh?! You think you can just show up randomly and expect me to-"
He didn't let me finish speaking before he pulled me flush against him and kissed me.
I fought him with all my strength, no matter how much I wanted to, I wouldn't give in to him this time. He noticed I wasn't kissing back and he pulled away. I pushed him off me and acted out of impulse.
I slapped him.
"How dare you! Don't you ever kiss me again!" He didn't seem to be affected by the slap I gave to him because he didn't even move.
"But you kissed me." He referred to that day I made out with him in his office.
"That was different! I wasn't being a savage like you!" I shouted. "You need to leave now and don't come back!"
I heard the back door click.
Mum was here!
I quickly searched around for my robe and spotted it hung beside the kitchen apron. I hurriedly put it on before mum walked into the kitchen.
"Mum, this is Mr Adam Wilson, my boss at work." I introduced him to her.
"Your boss? Oh it's so good to finally meet you Mr Wilson!" She said happily. She went over and shook his hand.
"The pleasure is all mine." He said.
"I can't believe you're here in Richmond! Did you have some business you were doing around here?"
"No actually, I came to Richmond to see if Ms Parker was okay."
"That's very thoughtful! Since you're here would you like to join us for dinner?"
No!
"I'ld love to." He smiled pretentiously at my mother then he looked at me with his nose in the air.
"Mum, can I speak to you for a second?" I pulled her anyway not bothering if she agreed or not. We went upstairs to my room.
"Mum, what are you doing? I don't want him to have dinner with us!" I tried to whisper.
"That's not nice. He's your boss and he came all the way from New York to see you."
"That's because he wants to take me back!"
"What?"
"He's going to Michigan for business two days from now and he wants me to go with him."
"Well... I think you should go." She shrugged.
"What?! I can't mum! I'm on leave! Besides, you need me here more than he does. What about dad? I can't just..."
"Shhhh Sophia listen to me." She interrupted me. "If you really want to help us out then you can do so by going back to work."
"Are you sure you want me to go back? It's too sudden." I pleaded.
"I'm sure honey. I can take care of dad and myself, don't worry. Now change into something else, you can't have dinner with us wearing just a robe."
"Okay." I said and she left the room.
I can't believe I'm going back with Mr Wilson, that arrogant swine! He thinks he can just kiss me anyhow he wants and whenever he feels like. He was trying to shut me up that's why he kissed me. I'm so angry at his barbaric behavior! And now he's going to have dinner with us!
I whined as I went to my box to get something suitable to wear. This time, I made sure I put on a bra. I decided to wear a plain light blue sundress. It wasn't too showy but it was okay for dinner. I brushed my hair a bit and went back downstairs.
I found mum and the swine seated at the dinning table. They had already stated eating without me. I sat down anyway and served myself.
"This meal is delicious. Who cooked this?" Mr Wilson asked.
"Oh it was Sophia who did. She's an excellent cook." My mum chirped.
I rolled my eyes internally. She was putting up her usual grandstand act anytime she was with someone affluent or of significant importance.
They conversed throughout dinner but I stayed silent most of the time. I was angry at how he was pretending in front of my mum to be such a charming and warmhearted boss meanwhile he was actually a swine.
When we were all done eating I began to clear the table.
"By the way, how is Sophia at work?" My mum asked him.
"She's one of my best employees. Very hardworking and functional. She's the longest PA I've ever had."
"Oh I'm so happy to hear that!" My mum delighted. I was going to puke anytime soon.
"Let me." Mr Wilson cleared the table with me. He's such an actor.
He helped me to take the plates to the kitchen. I decide to wash up now so I don't have to do it later. I was surprised when he began to help me.
"What do you think you're doing?!" I finally attacked him.
"I'm just helping out, that's all. Your mum is really friendly and welcoming. Why are you acting like I'm a burden?" He said.
"Because you are. And I'm sick of your goody-goody act in front of my mum!"
"Goody-goody act?" He laughed.
"Yes! Now I don't need your help in the kitchen! Just go."
"Okay! Okay!" He said with his arms in the air and left.
I finished washing up and went back. They had moved to the living room where mum was showing him her favorite photo album of me! More like a documentary of my whole life! She had made that album herself, compiling photos of me year after year from the day I was born up to the day I graduated from college. Every birthday picture was there, including all my firsts. Like my first broken tooth, or my first visit to Santa.
It was so embarrassing that she always showed every visitor that photo album. But I couldn't blame her, I am her only child.
"When Sophia was in high school, she used to be a cheerleader, see how gracious she looks here." She pointed at the book.
I groaned and sat on the couch opposite, continuing my Desperate Housewives on TV.
Mr Wilson actually looked intrigued. He smiled from time to time at the pictures my mother showed him. He glanced at me once in a while as if he couldn't believe I was the same girl in the photo album.
"She looks just like you here." He smiled at my mum and she giggled, meanwhile I wanted to die of mortification.
"Oh dear, look at the time! It getting really late and I don't want to keep you here. Sophia would you like to see Mr Wilson off?"
Yes, finally!
"Sure." I beamed. He knew it was fake.
"It's been a pleasure meeting you Mrs Parker." He said standing up.
"Oh, it was nice to have you here." She stood up as well and hugged him.
Rolling my eyes, I went to the door and opened it, indicating that I wanted him out of here as quick as possible!
"See you tomorrow." He smiled to my mum before he went out to the front porch.
Tomorrow?
I closed the door behind me leaving just two of us with my mum inside.
"Why are you coming back tomorrow?" I scowled.
"Because I'll be picking you up. Your mum informed me that you will be coming back with me to Michigan."
"Oh, right. Are we going directly from here or would we fly to New York first?"
"Whatever's fine with you?" He smirked.
"We can go from here. By the way, where are you staying for the night?" I asked only because I was curious.
"I could stay here with you if you want." I gave him a dirty look. "Alright! A hotel, it's really close to the airport."
"Oh I know it, it's not far from here either. How are you going to get there?" I asked again. I really didn't care, I was just curious.
"I rented this taxi man over there for the whole day." He pointed at a cab on the street.
"What?! You mean he's been waiting outside for you the whole time? That's so mean!"
"Relax, what I'm paying him is more that what he'll make throughout this week."
"You don't have to waste your money and other people's precious time like that." I said to him. He was so annoying.
"Whatever Sophia. I'll be leaving now." But he stood rooted to the spot. I waited for him to turn around and get going. I raised my eyebrow when he didn't.
"Can I at least get a 'goodbye'? Or maybe a hug?"
"No." I folded my arms.
"Argh! Fine then." He stormed off.
The foolish part of me wanted to run after him and kiss him goodbye, but I remembered the blondie, his other lover, and then I changed my mind instantly. I am never letting that swine kiss me again! He can find someone else to use and dump, not me. I turned around and went inside the house.
***
Adam Wilson
"Hey Mase. " I picked up my call. Already in my room, sprawled out on my bed.
"Adam, how'd it go?" Mason asked.
"Terrible. She was extremely upset when I asked her to come with me to Michigan. She kept going on and on about how selfish I am. I couldn't take it anymore plus she looked hot so I kissed her. After that, she slapped me."
"Woah!" He laughed hysterically.
"Good news is, she's coming with me. I'm not sure why but I think her mother convinced her to."
"You met her mother?"
"Yeah, lovely woman. Sophia looks exactly like her." I said.
"At least you didn't completely screw up."
"Mason, seeing Sophia today was wonderful. Don't let me get started on how she looked."
I could barely keep it together when I saw Sophia opening the front door, wearing clothes that left very little to the imagination of what was underneath. If I were a dog I would drool, and if I were a wolf, I would howl. She looked so sexy that I couldn't stop the sinister thoughts from flooding into my head.
And in the kitchen, when she was in such an erotic posture. I couldn't control my eyeballs as they wandered over her beautiful body. It may sound crazy but I think her breasts have gotten a lot bigger, and heck she wasn't even wearing a bra! I saw her nipples become visible from awareness, she knew I was looking yet she didn't turn away. If you ask me, I think she enjoyed my gaze just as much as I enjoyed gazing! That was what spurred me on to kiss her, expecting she would give in and kiss me back but she didn't. I was a little disappointed and that slap she gave me confirmed that she was still upset with me over something, but I don't know what it is!
I wasn't even angry at the slap, if anything, to me it was as good as effortless and I found it sexy. Sophia is so attractive when she's feisty. She didn't hurt me when she slapped me, she hurt me when she said I couldn't kiss her anymore. It didn't make sense. She kissed me at my office and when I try to do the same, she says no. What does she really want?
"Spare me all the horny details. I don't want to hear it." Mason said.
"I learned a lot of new things about Sophia today. She was a cheerleader in high school."
I remembered one of the pictures of her in her cheerleader outfit. She looked so young and perky in her short skirt. I couldn't help but imagine her now in my bed, wearing that outfit. They would be so tight because her body has developed way to much to fit into them. The erotic image clouded my brain as I imagined her beneath me...
"That sounds cute but why did she slap you? I thought she was into you? She even kissed you once?" Mason's voice brought me back to reality.
"That's what's driving me nuts!"
"She has mood swings. She needs to drop by for some diagnosis. Bring her anytime you can." He joked.
"I will try. Right now I need to catch some zzz's."
"Yeah, tomorrow is a busy day."
"Talk to you soon."
"Bye."
I hung up and turned of the bedside lamp, hoping to get some sleep tonight. I hadn't gotten a proper one in weeks and I feel like I'm letting my body down.
Closing my eyes was a huge mistake because images of Sophia formed in my mind. I pictured her in the blue dress she wore today at dinner. She looked exquisite.
I tried to sleep but it never came. Only image after image of Sophia from the photo album flooded my mind. If I was going to lie down and be deprived of sleep, then I would rather do something more productive. I got up and went to my desk.
I brought out my laptop and began to work.
Chapter 17
Sophia Parker
I was expecting Mr Wilson to show up early in the morning at the house to pick me up for the airport, but he didn't show until 6 in the evening! He should have told me we would be flying at night, that way, I wouldn't have had to rush this morning. I could have taken my sweet time.
Packing wasn't an easy job. Last night, I threw all my clothes in the washer and dried them overnight, I arranged them into my box in the morning along with my shoes and other things.
I'm not really sure I have the appropriate clothes for Michigan, most of them are too casual. I don't even have a suit, although I have one black dress that I can wear for an official purpose.
Right now I was wearing a grey summer dress with my black knee length boots, suitable for any weather.
We are about to take off and I'm sitting directly in front of Mr Wilson in his jet and as usual, he simply can't keep his eyes off me. Part of my liked it but another part of my found it very disturbing.
"You look nice in that dress." His compliment made me warm all over.
"Thank you."
"Did you notice we have a new pilot." He said to me.
"Really? I didn't. What happened to Captain Williams?"
"He went to his home town in Ohio for his daughter's wedding. The new guy is just temporary."
"Aw, congratulations to him."
Captain Williams was actually a nice person and I was really happy for him and his daughter. We seldom have conversations but when we do, he's always so funny and witty. I like his sense of humour, he forces us to call him Captain because he's one of the best pilots from Skymate. But he's also gradually approaching 60 years so he may retire soon. Mr Wilson would have to look for someone to succeed him.
Im sure a number of things would have changed at the office when I return, and I can't wait to start working again. I actually missed it.
"How was your break from the office?" He asked me after a few moments.
"It was okay, I guess. Spent most of it at the hospital. Everything's fine now and I'm glad I'm back."
"Good to know. I'm glad you're back too. I couldn't bear the thought of you not being around for another week."
"Is that why you really came to Richmond? You really don't need me in Michigan do you? You just came here to abduct me because you want me to come back. Congratulations, you've succeeded." I said, wanting nothing more but to hit him.
"I do need you in Michigan, but honestly you're right. I also need you with me. Even if I had to come down here to get you, at least I'm happy you're here now."
"How selfish of you! I was needed more in Richmond!"
"Are you sure about that? Because your mother seemed eager for you to come back with me. And this morning, she told me the reason why." He said.
"I could have handled things perfectly fine. You didn't need to steal me away from my parents!"
"I'm sorry Sophia. If this is not what you really want then I could take you back?"
He surprised me. Would he actually do that? I wasn't really mad at him for taking me with him, I was just angry because of the anonymous picture I received. Seeing him kiss another woman right after I kissed him made me furious at him. He's nothing but a skirt-chaser and he doesn't deserve to be treated nicely.
"I can't go back, my mother wants me to go with you. Plus its too late, we're about to take off."
"It's not too late Sophia, I don't want you to think of this as an abduction. I genuinely need you, I really do."
"Whatever. I'm here now." I folded my arms and looked out the window. Mr Wilson let out a deep breath and rubbed his head. I was really giving him a hard time but I don't care. Next time he won't go kissing other women them moment I let my guard down for him.
The pilot came in and told us to prepare for take off and wear our seat belts properly. He could have used the tunnel but perhaps he's new and doesn't know about it.
"How many hours is the flight?" I asked the pilot.
"About two hours ma'am."
"Okay." There was no point sleeping through the flight because it was a short one. I guess I'm stuck with Mr Wilson for two whole hours.
After take off, I sat silently, looking at the clouds. I felt Mr Wilson move. He stood up and reached into the overhead bin.
"I want to use this time to brief you of what would be happening at the meeting tomorrow." He said while pulling out his flight bag.
He sat back down opposite me and opened his bag. I was surprised to see a Victoria Secret shopping back inside. What was he doing shopping at Victoria Secret?
I stifled my laugh but he noticed.
"In case you're wondering. The VS bag isn't for me. Its yours." He handed it to me.
"Really?" I was surprised. "You got something for me?"
"Yes."
"Thank you." I smiled so hard, my cheeks hurt. I couldn't help it.
Maybe thats why he came later than I expected. He was out shopping. I opened the bag, trying to hide my excitement.
In it was the most fetching black two-piece I've ever seen! The top was a halter neck while the bottom had strings. I fell in love with it immediately.
"You got me a bikini?" As much as I really liked the two piece, I found Mr Wilson getting me intimates very weird. He could have just bought me a bottle of perfume, like he normally does.
"In case you would like to use the indoor pool at the hotel, we'll be staying in Grand Rapids."
"Really?!" I squealed. Grand Rapids was a beautiful city in Michigan. I couldn't wait to be there!
I was suddenly happy I was going on a trip to Michigan. I had never been there before but Lily has and I remember her telling me it was a nice place. I should be feeling guilty for leaving my mum but it was her who spurred me on to leave in the first place.
"There's one more thing in the bag." He said.
I checked to find a little jewellery box. I didn't know what was inside but I sure was nervous as hell!
I opened it to find a silver necklace with my name as the pendant, carved with pretty diamonds. This is one of the most beautiful things Mr Wilson has bought for me.
"Oh my god! This is so gorgeous!" I beamed. "Thank you so much! I've always wanted a necklace with my name on it. I love this."
"I'm glad you do. We'll only be in Michigan for two whole days, then we'll be leaving the next day." He said pulling out papers from his flight bag.
"If the meeting is tomorrow, does that mean we have an extra day?"
"Yes we do. We are meeting with the Sytner Group by 12pm. They've expanded their business to Michigan and they need more of our services in their new branch. I am going to inspect the place to see what facilities they would need. Also the branch manager is new so we would have to provide them with full security information and how they would go about it. I have already developed a presentation for the meeting and sent it to your email."
"You made a presentation? That's supposed to be my job."
"You were on leave, who else would have done it?"
"True. But I'll have to look at it, just to double check." I said.
"Go ahead. I'll show you." He said confidently bringing out his laptop.
I put the necklace back in the box and took one last look at the bikini before folding it back into the bag. I know I would certainly look sinister in that swimwear, Mr Wilson must not see me wearing such. I would be mortified if he does. If that was his intention when he bought me the bikini, then his plan will not work.
I tucked the bag away and waited for him to show me the presentation.
"This is it." He gave me his laptop.
It wasn't bad but it was missing a lot of information and there were a lot of formatting errors. It looked like something an amateur would do when asked to make a presentation for the first time. There was also something about the structure of the slides that seemed to be odd. And his attempt to design it was horrible.
I couldn't help but laugh. He tried his best though.
"What's funny? Isn't it good enough?" He asked.
"It's amazing but I need to make a few minor corrections." I lied. I was going to change the whole thing.
"Okay then, here is a sample of the hand outs." He gave me some papers. "Will you be using the bedroom?"
"I don't think so. There's no point sleeping, it's a short flight. Plus, I have some work to do here." I pointed at the presentation.
"Alright, I'll be in there if you need me." He said before making his way to the bedroom.
I felt sad that he was leaving me all alone but he needed to sleep. I could see it in his eyes.
I faced his laptop, copied the whole presentation and started a fresh one. I laughed to myself because he'll be so mad when he finds out what I've done.
***
2 hours later
I knocked on the bedroom door for the fifth time now but he didn't answer.
What the hell is going on in there?
"Mr Wilson?" I called out his name but he didn't reply.
I decided to take my chances. I slowly pushed the door and to my surprise, it opened. He didn't even lock the door.
I stepped into the small room and saw Mr Wilson passed out on the bed. He had taken off his shoes and his shirt, leaving him bare-chested. I carefully made my way towards him and noticed he was sweating profusely. Tiny beads of sweat formed on his forehead and on his body, some of them running down his chest.
I couldn't help the naughty things that came to my mind as I watched his chest rise and fall from breathing heavily. Mr Wilson was the sexiest male I had ever come across and I couldn't even deny it. I could feel myself getting hot from staring at his body. I really wanted to touch him so I did.
I reached out and placed my hand on his chest but I jumped back immediately I did.
He was burning up!
"Mr Wilson?" I squatted beside him and tapped him trying to wake him up. All I got was a groan from him. "Please Mr Wilson wake up. We're landing soon."
He tossed about and I thought I saw him shiver.
"Are you cold?" I asked and he nodded. "Maybe you have a fever. Come, the plane will be landing soon."
I helped him to sit up then I got a towel from somewhere and dabbed it on his forehead and chest. I tried my best to block all the wicked thoughts going through my head as I dried him up. Touching him and having him so close was doing things to me. I helped him to put on his shirt and his shoes.
"Come on, we need to sit out there. As soon as we land I'll find something or someone to make you feel better." I pulled him up to his feet and supported him out of the bedroom to where he had previously sat with me.
I buckled his seat belt and did the same for myself when I sat down. I felt really bad for Mr Wilson. He must be feeling uncomfortable. I don't understand how he could fall sick all of a sudden, he looked perfectly fine 2 hours ago.
"Where is my jacket?"
"It's here with me." I had picked it up while leaving the bedroom.
"Let me wear it."
"No, Mr Wilson you can't wear it because you're temperature is too hot."
"But I'm cold." He whined.
"I know, thats's because you might have a fever. Covering yourself up could make things worse." I reasoned. He said something incoherent but I knew he was complaining. He can grumble all he wants, he doesn't realise that I'm helping him regulate his temperature.
The plane landed at Gerald R. Ford International Airport, I supported Mr Wilson on my shoulders because he was too tired to walk. We took a taxi to the hotel and got there in 20 minutes. The name of the hotel was JW Marriott and it was an extremely beautiful place. I didn't have time to look around because Mr Wilson was ill and he needed attention immediately. I hurriedly went over to the desk clerk to check in. I was given a set of keys that said 58. That was probably our suite number.
I helped Mr Wilson towards the elevator. He was still sweating as he leaned on the wall for support. He had gotten worse and I felt so bad for him in this condition. He looked like he was about to collapse.
"Don't worry Mr Wilson. As soon as I get you to in the room, I'll go look for help." I was thinking of just buying him medicine for fever but I didn't want to self medicate. He needs to be properly checked because his illness may be worse than a fever. It could be anything.
I literally dragged both of us out of the elevator because he couldn't walk anymore. I opened the door to our suite with the key and pulled him inside.
The place was exquisite! There was a living room, dining room and a separate sitting area. There were two rooms each on the opposite side of the suite. I took a guess which one was the master bedroom and went to the one on the right first.
Luckily it was so I guided Mr Wilson to the bed. I took off his shoes and carefully began to remove his shirt.
"No, no, no." He pulled away. "Its way too cold."
"But you're so hot!" I said and he smiled. I immediately realized how smutty that sounded. "I mean temperature-wise! You're temperature is hot." I corrected myself.
He took off his shirt slowly, looking me in the eyes directly. Ugh! Even when he's sick, he's still arrogant!
"Lay down and rest while I find medical help, okay?" I stole a few glances at his broad chest.
"Sure." He smirked at me.
I rolled my eyes before leaving him in his room. Just as I opened the door to go downstairs, I saw one of the hotel staff bringing in our bags.
"Excuse me, does the hotel have any health services?" I asked him.
"Oh yes we do. Downstairs we have a Spectrum Health System." He said.
"Brilliant. Thanks for your help." I smiled at him and he smiled back.
"No worries."
I took the elevator and rushed downstairs. It took a while before I found the health centre but when I finally did, they were about to close.
"Hey, are you closed yet?" I asked one of the assistants.
"Not yet but we would be closing in fifteen minutes. What is it that I can hep you with?" She said.
"It's my boss. He's really sick and he's running a temperature. I'm not sure what it is but I'ld like for him to get tested."
"Okay, are you currently residing at the hotel?"
"Yes. Suite 58."
"Alright. We'll send someone up to be with you shortly."
"Oh thanks ever so much."
I went back up to the suite and took my suitcase to my room. It was a bit smaller than Mr Wilson's but it was ensuite and so was his. Thank god for that.
I took off my boots because my legs were hurting.
After getting a bit comfortable, I brought Mr Wilson's suitcase into his room. He was underneath the covers which was the worst thing you could do when you have a fever. I did what I had to do. I yanked the covers off him and his eyes widened.
"You shouldn't use that, your body is probably above 40 degrees." I exaggerated.
He groaned in annoyance but I ignored him. I sat down beside him and pulled out a menu on top of the bedside table.
"I'm going to order some food." I said.
"I don't have an appetite." He complained.
"You have to eat something because a medical person is coming soon and they'll most likely give you some medication. And you know you can't take medicine on an empty stomach."
"My stomach's not empty. I had breakfast."
"Well now it is. It's been hours since you've eaten. Look, the food is from Six.One.Six Restaurant." I showed him the menu. We've both eaten there once before. He scanned through it with much boredom then turned away. I decided to help him order instead, he looked indecisive. "Why don't we get the Chef's lovely soup? It's the first one on the menu."
"Ok." He sighed, not bothered at all.
I picked up the phone on the bedside table and ordered two of that and some water just incase he gets medication.
"The food will be here in about 20 minutes. And you have to eat it, even if I have to feed you myself." I told him. He didn't respond. His eyes were closed but I knew he wasn't sleeping.
Something like a doorbell rang. It was probably the medicals so I went to open the door.
"Hi, my name is Dr Pipe. You requested for medical help." A man with a first aid kit said to me.
Chapter 18
"Yes I did. Thank you for coming." I moved aside to let him in. I guided him to Mr Wilson's room only to find that Mr Wilson had used the covers again! He's so stubborn, I can't deal.
"I'm Sophia Parker and this is Adam Wilson, my boss. He's really weak and he's running a temperature."
"Alright. I'll need to attend to him alone because I'm going to ask him personal questions and make other enquiries about his health. Is that okay Sophia?" He asked me.
"Of course. Go ahead."
I left the room and waited patiently in the living room. I just hope it isn't anything serious with Mr Wilson. We have a presentation tomorrow and he needs to be well for that. I put on the large TV and browsed through the channels, then I found one showing Desperate Housewives. I grinned in happiness and watched to get my mind off things. 15 minutes later the door bell rang again. I opened it to see room service with the food I ordered.
"Thank you, you can put the bill on our tab." I said taking it from them. I put them down on the dining the moment Dr Pipes came out. "How is he?" I asked.
"He's okay, the fever was as a result of stress. I found out that he hadn't been sleeping properly for the past week." The doctor said.
"Why is that? Does he have insomnia?"
"No he doesn't, he just stressed out."
"Did he say why?"
"Yes, but I personally cannot disclose that information." He tried to hide a smile but I noticed it. "These are some tablets for the fever and the discomfort. You'll need to give them to him after he eats." He handed me the medicine and I took it. "That will be all now Sophia. Though it shouldn't, but if the fever persists feel free to get back to us at Spectrum Health. The bill for the medicine will be placed on your tab."
"Thank you so much for your help Dr Pipe. Hopefully, I don't see you again." I said and he laughed, understanding my joke.
"I hope so too."
I closed the door behind him and went into Mr Wilson's room. He wasn't using the covers this time and he was seated upright resting on the headboard.
"Hey, the doctor said you have to take this but you need to eat first. Here you go." I handed him his bowl of soup but he turned away. "Come on Mr Wilson, don't you want to get better?"
He didn't say anything.
"I'm going to feed you." I began opening the food and he looked at me with a 'what the hell' look. "You heard me." I said.
"Absolutely no way." He argued.
"I'm sure it tastes nice." I dipped a spoon into the soup and brought it to his lips. "Open up."
"No."
"Mr Wilson please, you have to eat this!" I cried out. I sighed heavily and put the spoon back. I was frustrated at him, this is his health we are talking about here!
"I will eat only on one condition." He finally said.
"What is it?" I hoped it wasn't anything crazy.
"You have to sleep here, tonight, on my bed."
"What?! You mean the two of us will sleep with each other?!" I shrieked.
"No, we're not going to sleep with each other." He laughed. "We'll just sleep together."
"What's the difference?!"
"Oh, there's a big difference. Sleeping with each other involves activities that require both-"
"OK Stop! I think I know the difference now." I cut him off before he could go any further. I checked the time to see that it was 10:30pm. "We have to eat now because it's getting really late." I usually don't like eating past 8pm.
"So, would you spend the night?" He pressed on.
"If that's what's going to get you to eat and help you get better then yes." I said immediately regretting it.
"Good." He took the bowl from me and finally began to eat.
I ate mine as well and boy, was the food delicious. I had only taken a few spoons when Mr Wilson was finished with his, apparently he had gulped everything down. I don't know why he rushed his food. Maybe he thought it tasted nice or he was just in a hurry to have me sleeping on his bed. I found myself believing the latter much more.
I handed him his medicine and he took it according to the doctors dose. When we were both done, I threw the disposable bowls in the bin and cleared up the place.
"The doctor said you don't sleep properly. Why is that?" I asked.
"Stress." He answered simply.
"But what's stressing you out?"
He turned and looked at me deeply, as if the answer was written on my forehead.
"Something." He said before looking away.
"Well, I'm going to have a shower now and you should too." I said to him.
"Will you be back after that?" He asked and I sighed.
"Yes, Mr Wilson. I'll be back."
"Promise?"
"I promise."
I went to mine and locked the door before stripping. I'm still unable to believe that Mr Wilson and I will be sharing a bed today. Maybe I shouldn't go back. I'll just lock my door and stay in my own room. Perhaps that will be a better idea, I smiled to myself.
The shower was great. The nozzle was big enough that the water coming out touched every inch of my body and it felt comforting. The water's temperature was perfect and I came out feeling fresh. My hair was also properly washed and I felt clean.
I put on a pair of black shorts and a black camisole. Mr Wilson was probably expecting me now, but I'm not going.
After I relaxed a bit, I kind of felt bad a little. I recalled the doctor saying he finds it hard to sleep at night but he refused tell me why. Will he be waiting for me up all night? Well, he can't because we need to get up early for the meeting tomorrow. Plus he's sick and needs to rest.
I didn't want to keep him awake and disappointed so I got up from my bed and made my way over to his door. I knocked once before entering.
He was there lying on the bed with his hands behind his head, showing off his muscles. This time he had changed his pants because they were white. I walked in and closed the door gently.
"I've been expecting you." He said.
"Well, here I am." I folded my arms, standing in front of the bed.
"I didn't actually think you would come back."
"But I did." I could feel his eyes raking up and down my body. Maybe coming back was a bad idea.
"Why." He said more like a statement than a question.
"I... I don't know." I began to get nervous.
"Turn off the lights." He said like a command, his voice deep and throaty. I felt my nervousness increase ten times more.
I slowly walked to the switch, his eyes never leaving me. I flipped it and turned the lights off.
"Come to bed." He said.
It wasn't too dark, I could still make out where Mr Wilson was but I couldn't see his face. I creeped towards the bed and sat down before pulling my legs on top of it as well. I laid back and crossed my hands on my chest like the position of a dead person in a coffin because that was exactly how I was feeling right now.
I closed my eyes and prepared to sleep but I was cut short when Mr Wilson pulled me towards him and put and arm around me. Half of him was on top of me, it was like he was half-hugging me.
"What are you doing?" I managed to speak. His weight was killing me.
"Holding you." He said like it was nothing.
"But you're crushing me." I squealed.
Before I knew it, he grabbed me and rolled us over. Now I was the one on top of him. He enclosed me in his arms making it difficult for me to move away.
"Why are you doing this?" I said, my head on his chest. He smelled divine and I couldn't even deny it. He had a shower just like I did. Something in me wanted to put my hand on his chest and feel all his muscles then run them down his abs.
"Because you're so warm and soft." He said leaving me shocked.
Warm and soft? Was he objectifying me?
"Well you're hot! And I don't mean sexy hot, I mean temperature hot. You make me feel like I'm in hell because your skin burns." I felt him chuckle, his action shaking me up and and down in the process and sending warmth between my legs.
"Well I'm cold and your skin is keeping me warm. Its either this or you let me use the covers."
"Use the covers then." I said half heartedly. I really didn't want him to stop holding me.
He released me and got under the covers, tucking me in as well. He reached out for me again and part of me was glad. This time he just held me by his side. Not on top or under him. I was engulfed in his masculine scent and I was overwhelmed with it. His arms were wrapped around me and his sexy body was right in front of me. I was about to go crazy.
I needed him badly, and I know Mr Wilson will be joyful if I just reached up and kissed him. I couldn't pretend anymore. I have to give into this need!
I was going to kiss him.
Just as I reached up to touch his chest, I saw the scar of his bullet wound. It had completely healed now and you could barely notice it.
I remembered when his wound was still fresh. The image of him kissing another blonde girl also came to my mind and that was enough to clear the lust that had clouded my brain at the moment. I stopped myself from kissing him immediately before he noticed.
I remembered when his wound was still fresh. The image of him kissing another blonde girl also came to my mind and that was enough to clear the lust that had clouded my brain at the moment. I stopped myself from kissing him immediately before he noticed.
"Good night Sophia." He said, oblivious to what I was about to do.
"Good night" I told him too.
I can't believe I was just about to kiss him! I should be running away from him because at the end of the day, he's a player and he will always remain a player! I'm the one who'll end up with the broken heart.
He has so many girls on his plate and I refuse to be one of them.
Sometime later, his breathing became even and his hold around me loosened. I carefully pulled away from him, making sure to not wake him up by accident. When I got him off me, I stood up from the bed. Mr Wilson was still fast asleep so I took that as my queue to go.
I turned on my heels and left.
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Adam Wilson
I woke up to an empty bed which was quite perturbing. Sophia was not beside me like she was when I fell asleep or maybe she left in the morning. I checked the time on my phone and it was 8:45am. The meeting is not until 12pm so I still had enough time.
I got up after a good night sleep which I haven't had in weeks until now. The reason why I slept well last night was because I had Sophia in my arms. I knew having her with me was the solution to my sleepless nights since she was the cause of them in the first place.
Last night, I confided in the doctor and told him the reason for my lack of sleep. It was all because of her! I told him about how much I am dying for Sophia. I swear I've never wanted to make love to one woman so badly in my life. And the more she resists me, the more I want her! It's like she's torturing me on purpose!
When she wasn't around, I almost went crazy. Now that she's around, she won't let me touch her! And seeing her in her skimpy outfits are only whetting my appetite for her.
It was the doctor's idea to try and have her see me to bed comfortably but I took the extra mile by telling her to stay completely. And hell, I enjoyed every moment of her company.
She felt so good beside me that if I wasn't sick, I would have done things to her that a healthy, virile and oversexed male would do to any woman in his arms like that. I was so tempted but I didn't have the strength for it.
Thankfully, I'm completely better now. My temperature is normal and the discomfort is gone.
I headed straight to the bathroom to freshen up. I shaved the stubble which was now growing on my chin but I left a little bit of moustache on. I brushed and showered and got ready for the day. I put on a white shirt and a navy blue suit I remember getting from Emporio Armani. This was one of my best suits because it fitted perfectly. I topped it up with a red tie.
I arranged all my files and important documents that I will be using today into my briefcase and closed it. I put on my shoes and watch, checking the time in the process. It was 9:50am.
Time was slowly leaving our side.
I came out of the room to see Sophia all dressed up in a plain black dress that hugged her figure perfectly. Her hair was let down which she rarely did until recent and she wore black lace-up heels.
Damn this woman!
Does she have to look this sexy for the meeting? There are a lot of men going to be attending this and I don't want any of them looking at her!
I made my way over to her. She was on the dining table arranging some food. I watched her in silence as she set the table for a breakfast meal. When she was done she turned around with a smile on her face. That smile only lasted for a second until she saw me, then it dropped.
"Mr Wilson, good morning. How are you feeling today?"
"Never better. Good morning to you too." I said taking a seat on one of the chairs.
"I ordered you breakfast. An almost healthy one. Look, here are some fruits and yoghurt for you, still-cut oatmeal with potatoes as a side. With this you'll drink some Japanese green tea." She pointed them out to me as she said it.
I wanted to barf.
"You don't expect me to eat this. I have a presentation, I need proper food."
"This is proper food. You need to hurry so we won't be late." She sat down opposite me and I looked at her plate.
She had steak and eggs with smoked bacon with a cup of latté. I was so jealous.
I managed to ingest the food but I felt like I had an acid reflux after.
"Come on, its not that bad. It was just oatmeal." She said while we walked downstairs to the taxi, taking us to Sytner Group's newest site.
"That's safe for you to say. You didn't even taste it." I said and she laughed. "Next time, order something I can eat."
"Okay." She smiled before getting into the taxi.
We drove to the Michigan branch. It was decent for a start-up. Since we arrived at 11:30pm, we used 30 minutes to set up in their conference room. Once everything was in order, the meeting kicked off by 12pm.
I did all the talking while Sophia distributed the hand outs and took a seat amongst the clients.
I opened the presentation only to find that everything had completely changed. I scowled at Sophia knowing what she did. Was my work really that bad? She had changed the whole thing when she only promised to make 'minor corrections'.
The conference table was filled with men and all couldn't keep their eyes off Sophia, especially one in particular. He sat right in front of her and kept glancing at her. I tried to keep my cool and pretend like I didn't see him but I wanted to kill the bastard.
At a point, Sophia noticed he was looking at her so he smiled and she smiled back. I tried my hardest to ignore but I could feel my anger flaring up. I decided to turn away and complete the presentation without any distractions.
"In the security sector we offer the best solutions to companies in various fields like Emergency management, Protection of critical infrastructure, Border surveillance and protection, Intelligence systems and Information and communications systems. For this purpose we provide image and audio analysis services, command and control systems, intelligence systems and cyber-security solutions. I would be going through these one after the other."
After about two hours, I finished presenting.
"Anyone with questions can ask me now for the benefit of others, or see me privately."
"About the Image and audio analysis systems, what types of videos does it cover?" Someone asked.
"I'm sorry I forget to mention that. It includes biometry, behavior analysis and intelligent video. Anyone else?"
I took a few more questions before calling the meeting to an end, only for a lot of people to come to me for private questions.
I answered and explained a lot of concepts to them personally. They all seemed very interested in the functions of the security systems and I was happy.
When I was done answering questions, I looked for Sophia. I spotted her at a corner with that bastard that was getting on my nerves throughout the meeting. They were talking and laughing and he was way too close to her. I watched them closely and saw him whispering something in her ear. Sophia blushed at what he said and he put his hand on her face. Thats when I lost it. The possessive beast inside me took over.
Like an animal on instinct, I dashed over to them.
"Sophia, a word." I said harshly, glaring at the bastard. He just looked at me with wide eyes.
I didn't want to cause a scene so I took Sophia to another room with nobody in it.
"Who was that you were talking to?" I tried my best to stay calm.
"His name is Mr Kinsley, he's one of the department managers."
"And what were you guys talking about?"
"What do you mean?" She winced at me.
"I saw you two chitchatting. Was it in anyway related to what I discussed at the meeting?"
"No..."
"So why are you talking to him!"
"Are you jealous?"
"Stay away from him Sophia. He doesn't look like a man with good intentions." I said and she laughed.
"How can you judge someone from their looks? You haven't even spoken to him before so you don't know him. I've spoken to him and he's really nice and funny and very-"
"Sophia! Trust me, he's doing all that to get into your pants!" I said.
"If that's true then I should stay away from you too, because you're no different!" She screamed.
What?!
"You think I just want to get into your pants too?!"
"Yes." She nodded confidently.
Well... technically I do want to get into her pants as well. Oh god I want to, so fucking badly! But that's not all I want. To be honest, I'm still not sure how much I want from Sophia but I want a lot more than just to sleep with her.
"If that's all I wanted, I would have done so a long time ago." I said to her honestly.
"You arrogant jerk! What more could you possibly want from me?!" She yelled.
"I don't fucking know! All I know is I want you! Only you! And I know you want me too so just say it for fucks sake! We could both figure out what we want together!" I made my way towards her and tried to hold her in my arms but she moved away.
"You're wrong! I'm not saying anything because I don't want you! You're no different from that man! In fact, you're so much worse because you're also a liar!"
"But when have I ever lied to you?!"
"Don't you dare come close to me!"
I kept moving closer to her and she kept moving backwards until she hit the wall. I enclosed her, putting both of my arms beside her. She had nowhere to go now.
"Mark me Sophia. Someday you will belong to me." I whispered carefully in her ear. "I won't stop until you're mine, even if I have to break down all the walls you've built around yourself before you finally come to terms with your desire for me. And when you become mine, I will make love to you."
She gasped.
"Yes, I will make sweet and passionate love to you. I will set your whole body on fire in a way that you've never experienced before, make you feel things you've never felt before, make you scream in a voice you've never heard before. Someday, you will be in my arms and I will pleasure every inch of you. And you're going to enjoy every single second of our lovemaking because no matter how hard you try to deny it, deep down that's what you really want. And you will wish you hadn't fought the passion between us by leading on other men. You can waste precious time by avoiding me now but trust me Sophia, that day will come. I swear to you."
I pulled back and looked into her eyes showing her that I meant every single word I said. She looked like she couldn't believe I just said that to her.
"You bastard!" A heavy slap landed on my face and she pushed me away.
Damn. I rubbed my palm on my face that stung slightly.
"Don't you ever talk to me like that again!" She screamed before she stormed out of the room.
What I said to her was nothing but the truth and she knew it, I was only giving her a heads up.
I might has come across as disrespectful but fuck it, I had to say it. One day, Sophia will surrender to me.
But not today. Right now she's upset and that's the last thing I wanted her to feel right now. Things were shaping up last night and this morning but I think I just blew it.
I kicked the table in front of me so hard that it toppled over. I was beyond frustrated with her, myself, and everything in general.
I went back to the conference room but Sophia was not there. I stormed over to blockhead she was talking to earlier on.
"Where is Sophia?!" I barked at him.
"She just took a taxi home." He said in an annoying voice. I had the urge to punch him but he was too irrelevant.
I took the elevator down, trying to catch up with her. The moment I came out of the building, I saw her taxi leaving.
"Fuck."
I really wanted to punch something right now. This was all that morons fault, Kinston, Kingley or whatever his name was! If he had just stayed away from her! Maybe I should go back up and punch him real hard.
"You alright?" I heard someone say beside me.
I looked, recognising the person to be one of the men form the meeting earlier. He was probably a board of director as well.
"Yeah, I'm good." I lied.
"Doesn't seem so. You just were just swearing." He said reaching into his pocket and bringing out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.
"Well, I'm having a minor issue. Nothing too important."
"Anything a smoke can fix?" He had a stick in his mouth, lighting it up.
I hadn't smoked in years. I found it to be a disgusting habit and very unhealthy too. But right now, I didn't care anymore. I felt down in the dumps and I needed some sort of stirring up.
"No, but I could use one." I said. He handed me a stick and lit it up, then I smoked it.
"I must say, you're very knowledgable in your field. That presentation was eye-opening."
"You think so?" I felt flattered.
"Yeah. I'm Henry Fetcher by the way." He extended his hand and I shook it.
"Adam Wilson, but you probably know that already." I laughed.
"Say Adam, would you like to join us at the Casino Club this evening?" He invited.
"Oh yeah? What have they got?"
"Blackjack, Roulette, Poker..."
"Sounds alright. I need to take a break from the so called problem I'm having so I guess I'll be there."
"Awesome."
This was the perfect way to distract myself
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