PAID

Chapter 15–The best

Jade's POV:

Today didn't turn out as I expected. I knew father wasn't going to approve of her because She didn't meet up to his standard but who cares. If I could notice her and feel something for her even when she was working as a janitor then every other thing anybody had to say was going to fall on deaf ears. Everyone can keep their comments and observation about her to themselves. 

I suspected something weird though when I was introducing her to mother. It was like they had known each other for a while now and from what I could recall they only met once in my office. Maybe it's just me seeing it like that because mother always had a problem with all the girls I brought home. 

Father's actions pissed me off but that's not going to spoil my mood this night because she actually for the first time asked me to sleepover at her place. Could it be that she finally trusts me?

Don't get your hopes up. It's obvious you were looking very tired and stressed out after the long confrontation with your father and you also stood up for her in front of your father. My inner man said.

.......

He was sleeping over at her place and she was making them dinner at the moment. He couldn't ask for more. He searched the cabinet for toothpaste and couldn't find any so he strolled out to ask her if he could make use of hers. On his way to the kitchen, the smell of whatever she was cooking almost had him thinking twice about freshening up.

"Babe, could I make use of your toothpaste? I couldn't find any in the cabinet" he said.

He was confused due to the sudden silence until he realized her eyes were fixed on my torso. A result of long nights in the gym. She was staring at it like an animal about to feast on its prey. 

"You like what you see?" He asked as he walked towards where she was standing speechless with beads of sweat all over her face.

" I know you do. Now if you aren't too busy, why don't we continue dinner later? You know you want this as much as I do." He said 

He began to trail kisses down her neck while his hands were performing their magic all over her body.

Her skin was flawless and she smelt of lavender. He leaned forward and kissed her with so much fervour. His wandering hands found a way into her hair and danced through it.

He carried her bridal style directly into her room as he was directed and promised not to rush things even when his whole body was pounding for a quick release. She wasn't just one of those other regular girls he had once had a one night stand with. She was different from the rest.

His hand skillfully removed her clothes like someone who was just trained specifically for this task. He could easily tell she wasn't familiar with the whole thing which was more reason why he had to be gentle about it. He gently caressed her body like an artist appreciating his work of art. Things were beginning to get heated and she was already responding to his actions from the tantalising sound of her soft moans. It seemed like he couldn't get enough of her but he didn't want to hurt her. He wanted her so bad like he never wanted any woman. Her soft cries and pleas confirmed she enjoyed the pleasure he was rendering as much as he did.

They both fall apart and only their heavy pants could be heard in the room. It suddenly dawned on him that they didn't use protection and instant fear gripped him. He wasn't ready to be a father and different thoughts began to run through his mind. Who knows, she could be on the pill. But why would she be on the pill when it's so obvious that he was the first man to sleep with her. This was a risky move he took. One he had never tried till this moment.

He decided he would ask her if she was on the pill first thing tomorrow? 

He quietly slipped out of bed, wore his boxers and exited the room after confirming she was fast asleep.

He took out a bottle of wine from the bar, poured it into a glass cup and began to slowly sip it. 

He loved her so much but becoming a father wasn't something he planned for anytime soon. He didn't have the experience, the time and no child would even want him as a father because he was rarely around he thought. He was always flying around the globe.

Calm down, you are over stressing on this issue. It was a one-time thing. His inner voice said.

He downed the last gulp, washed the cup and placed it back to where he picked it.

He switched off all the lights and went back to join her on the bed. He wrapped his arm around her with the thoughts of serving her breakfast in bed as his eyes slowly close as he drifts to bed.

The awesome smell of French toast and sausage woke him up from his sleep. He opened his eyes only to meet breakfast in bed. How could he have slept so deep he questioned himself. His actual plan was to serve her breakfast in bed. He slept so sound he didn't realise time had gone so fast.

He would offer to prepare lunch or dinner. 

He picked up one of the French toast when he noticed she was nowhere in sight. Moments later, she strolled into the room as if confirming his earlier observation.

It felt so perfect like they were already married couples. He finished the rest of his breakfast in between a light conversation.

"Hope you are not too sore?" He questioned.

"Can't say until after we pick up from where we stopped yesterday. But this time under the shower." She said as she smiled mischievously.

"Ella, I forgot to ask yesterday, are you on the pill? It skipped my mind yesterday." He said.

"Yes, I'm on the pill. My doctor advised I should go on the pill because of my heavy flow." She lied.