What It Means To Love You

Conflicting Contacts

...Christian...

After I left my bedroom, I went in search of Hannah. I found her in the room which she and I previously stayed in. Immediately upon seeing me, she was all over me, showering me with kisses while whispering sweet nothings. I am sure she could smell another scent on me but chose, for the moment, to ignore it. I calmly, but quickly disentangled myself from her embrace; I was NOT in the mood. I walked away and asked her, why it was that she was here.

“Baby, what’s wrong, do you not want me here? I came all this way just to see you. I missed you C-Bear, I’ve been thinking about you all day. Please don’t push me away, what did I do wrong, and how can I fix it?!” She asked pouting.

“I’m tired, Hannah, not now.!” I spoke.

She looked as if she was about to cry. Hannah was a good girl and I didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but relationships were something I just didn't do, and after tonight I was just not in the mood. But, she, like other girls, assumed she could change me or at the very least assumed they had something no other girl did to keep me coming back.

“I’m going to sleep in another room, take the bed.”

“Why Christian, what are you hiding from me? Why are you acting like this?” She whined, honestly I was becoming annoyed.

“Hannah, please, not now; just go to bed.”

“Christian, Christain, Christiannnn.”

I sighed heavily and walked away as she continued to scream my name, but if she woke up my baby girl she and I were going to have a serious problem.

I again went to my bedroom to check on her, before I myself went to sleep. There she was, so beautiful and sleeping peacefully, I wanted to stay, but I did want to disturb her, so I left and collapsed on another bed, thinking of her as I drifted off to sleep.

Ugh...Daylight is coming in strong and I am desperately trying to fight against sleep, but willpower at the moment is just not on my side.

Rapid knocks on the bedroom door quickly sobered me up. I stood up and walked to the door.

“Yes.”

“Sir, Josh has taken my position at the Misses door and I wanted to inform you of the changes. Also, Gabriel is looking for you.”

“Thank- You, You’re Dismissed.”

I quickly dressed to check on the beautiful girl sleeping in my bed. As I entered the room, I found her on the phone, she looked at me and I smiled softly at her. But, the words I heard come out of her mouth next, left me wanting to hurt someone. She quickly ended the call and I walked over to the bed and looked at her, she was beautiful. I wanted to take her face in my hands, to feel her skin upon mine, but I couldn’t. And, I have yet to understand why it is that I feel this way.

“How did you sleep?”

“Fine, Thank-You.”

“How do you feel?”

“Much better, Thank-You”

“Good, I have a few things I need to attend to, I have left Anna in charge of your care, and Gregory will prepare your meals.”

“I am truly grateful for all that you have done for me, for your kindness, I could never repay, but I think it is best if I take my leave and go home.”

I simply stared at her wondering if she was serious, she is just starting to get better and now she wants to leave, to do, God only knows what, NOT happening.

“Despite that, I want you to remain in bed until you are well enough to move, I want to see you in this bed when I return.”

And, with that said, I walked away. I didn’t want to scare her or hold her hostage, but I felt very protective over her. Even the thought of her being hurt in any way scared me and made me want to tie her to the bed frame to ensure her safety.

I left instructions with my men and maids concerning her care and left; one of the biggest mistakes I have ever made.

...Skylar...

Unbelievable.! He just walked away, expecting me to obey. I have no words to fully express how I felt at that moment, but I was not at all pleased. I made my way to his bathroom, and as I opened the door I was stunned, I had never seen such a beautiful bathroom. Everything from the floor to the ceiling was made completely of white and gold marble, the bathtub looked like a mini swimming pool with white lights and an assortment of plants, but my most favorite feature was his walk-in shower. The shower door was made of glass with gold trimmings, gold faucets, and showerheads with ivy plants running alongside the back wall. Candles were elegantly placed and you could tell that great attention had been placed in the designs and furnishings. I made my way to the sink to freshen myself up, but there was not much I could do, I did not feel comfortable using his things. Once I walked out, Miss. Anna was there waiting for me, she spoke so softly, I was captured by her motherly nature. She had washed my laundry and left them for me to change into. After dressing I made my way to the kitchen with the help of an older man standing outside the room door. First, I thought there must have been something he wanted that he was just standing there, but then he simply told me he was on duty. I ran into several maids and more men on my way to the kitchen and I couldn’t help but wonder who they were and what exactly the Handsome Stranger was occupied in. This home was not only magnificent but extremely large; I felt trapped in a beautiful maze. Upon entering the kitchen I met Gregory, the cook, he was very sweet.

“What can I prepare for you, Senorita?” He spoke.

“I will just have a bowl of fruit, please, or Rice Cakes if you have them.” I smiled at him.

“No no, no...I will prepare a comida for you!”

I didn’t know what he said, but from what I did understand, I gathered he wanted me to have something more. So, he left to prepare my breakfast. After a little while, Mr.Gregory placed a plate of Egg Benedict, a side of Toast, Sausages, and a Muffin in front of me along with a bowl of fruit and a glass of orange juice.

I didn’t have the heart to tell him that I wouldn’t be able to eat it all or that I didn’t eat pork or that I didn’t like juice, not after all the effort and time he placed in the making of my breakfast, so I ate what I could and thanked him.

As I finished eating the rest of my fruit and drinking my water a very pretty young lady walked in.

“Who the firecrackers are you and what the ferns do you think you are doing, servants eat in the servant’s kitchen or in their private quarters, and why are you not in uniform?”

I was completely astonished and taken back by her manners and rude behavior. In the time it took for me to process and answer her questions she started yelling for Mr. Gregory.

“Gregory, Gregory, come here.! Gregory, NOW!”

“Yes, Seno...Miss Cavalier?” He spoke softly, correcting himself.

“What do you think you are doing, why are you serving her out here? You know the rules, and since you have time to break them, I hope my breakfast has been prepared and served in the garden as I ordered.!!” She screeched.

“Yes Ma’am, I have done all that you have asked, and as far as the Senorita, Mr. A'Crista told me to ensure she had whatever she wanted.”

She was absolutely fuming at this point, and I didn’t fully understand why. Was this a family member or maybe his wife, and if that was the case, why did he bring me to his home and why didn’t he explain the circumstances to his wife or sister concerning me. Is this why he was insistent on me not leaving the room, was he trying to keep me a secret, and if so why?

So many thoughts were running through my mind that I completely disregarded that she was still standing there or that she had now directed her attention back to me.

“Bi...(female dog), do you not hear me talking to you? I asked you a question, now answer me. WHO.ARE. YOU and  WHAT. ARE. YOU. DOING. HERE? She asked, emphasizing each word.

I replied as calmly as I could.

“You are very rude and disrespectful; you should be more mindful of how you approach and speak to others. For, I. Am. NO. Ones. Lap. DOG. nor do I answer as one.”

And, with that, I got up and walked away.