His last chance

Chapter Five

Chapter five

Why did his cook look different?

That question kept popping up in Anthony's head in-between Jane's constant ranting about one new ...stuff she wanted to do and needed money cause she'd run through her allowance and her parents obviously weren't paying.

"Ask your brother, Jane" he said dismissively.

"He's obviously ignoring me the same way you are!" She retorted.

Oh, Anthony believed her alright. Greg wasn't one to pay attention to his sister's petty needs. Not that he was a bad uncaring brother, far from it. He did give her an allowance every month coupled with the allowance she got from her parents and him too, he just ignored her when she always said she needed more money when she'd been receiving over $1000 dollars a month. Spoiled little brat.

"Jane, you've got money in your account. Use it." Anthony said calmly and took a another sip of soup. Very delicious soup by the way. It was funny how he never tried Tilly's cooking before he hiring her. Well, maybe it was just his good side doing it's thing again. He'd taken one look at her in her worn clothes and took pity. But now, that woman wasn't the same one who stood Infront of a rundown dinner close to tears and basically hopeless and homeless.

"Tony!" Jane cried out.

Dropping his spoon he looked up at his youngest cousin. Spoilt brat that she was, he still loved her. She was an amazing person if you took out the fact that she couldn't handle being ignored and not getting what she wanted.

"Fine, I'll wire you some money"

"Really?!"

"Ye...oooof" she was suddenly out of her seat and hugging him before he got the word out.

" Thank you "

"Don't. That's the last time I will be doing that. Giving you Money that you run through like air." He stated coldly.

"I know, but this is the last one..."

"You always say that."

She sighed "I know. I'll try to manage my allowance hence forth."

Anthony shrugged. She was lying as she usually did. Anthony picked up his spoon and continued to enjoy his soup. He hadn't told her what he liked. Tilly, that is. She'd just guessed. Well he couldn't blame her, he hadn't given her an opportunity to ask him. After all, they'd both been busy all day.

Something tugged at his pant leg. He looked down abruptly to find Tilly's youngest little girl staring at him with wide blue eyes. He smiled, picked her up and placed her on his lap.

"Hello, little one. Where's your mama?"

"Hello oli!" Jane said from across him, smiling brightly.

The little girl didn't seem as interested in his question or jane as she was in the food on the table.

Huh...she was probably hungry. He picked up a tiny piece of sliced fruit from the bowl and handed to her. she sucked on it enthusiastically, was done in the next instant and wanting another. Jane giggled from across the table. It seemed like he wasn't the only one watching the baby.

Where was her mother anyway?. This baby looked more like Tilly with her curly brown hair. That was the only feature they seemed to share. Tilly looked kind of young to have given birth to two kids. Especially the older girl. She couldn't be that old. Could she?

At that moment, Tilly rushed in, breathing hard and the older girl at her heels looking as though like she'd just gotten up from bed. Pausing, they scanned the table and saw the baby's head peeking out from where she sat on his lap. Tilly let out a shakey breath.

"She was hungry." The older girl said looking up at Tilly.

"It seems so." Tilly chuckled nervously and moved to pick the baby up. "Come darling, come have dinner"

She stretched her tiny arms to be lifted, when she was settled in Tilly's embrace, she turned to wave him bye.

What a cutie. He smiled.

"Mr...I mean..Tony...Tony, I'm sorry about Oli. It won't happen again..."

"I don't mind. I'm fund of kids. You don't have to be scared about offending. I guess she was just hungry."

"Yes, of course. Please excuse us" with a short nod, she ushered them out.

Dinner went on as quickly and peaceful. Until Jane decided she'd had enough.

"She likes you. Alot"

"Who?" Tony asked confused.

"Her. Your cook or whatever. Tilly." Jane sat back to fold her arms. "I mean it's quite out in the open. It's not like she's trying to hide it"

Tony dropped his spoon with a clang. He let out a deep sigh as he rubbed his temples with his fingers. "What makes you think so?"

"Well..." Maybe Tilly was right. She shouldn't have said anything. Tony doesn't like that bit of information. She could even lose her job!. Oh, no. Jane liked Tilly and it'll be horrible if she lost her job because of a mistake of an extremely wide running mouth. "Nevermind. I'm just messing with you."

Tony raised an eyebrow. "You honestly..."

"It was too quiet. I just felt like saying something. And it's not everyday you get a new staff and let me go shopping for them. Today was just different for me."

The legs of his chair scrap the floor as tony pushes away from the table. "I don't know what's gotten into you and I don't know if I truly want to know. He paused. "Infact I don't. I'm tired though. So good night."

"Yeah. Sleep well cuz." She mumbled. "I'm tired too. I guess I should go home."

Tony shrugged and made his way to his room. Jane could do whatever she wanted for all he cared. He stripped down quickly and stepped under the warm spray of his shower. Hopefully showering again would help reduce the insistent kinks in his shoulders without a massage.

He washed quickly and stepped out of the shower, forfeiting the use of his bath robe. Cold air rushed in through his open balcony doors. Tony let out a tired sigh and went to shut them. Hands on both of the round doorknobs, he looked down at the pool house below him and decided that forfeiting his bathrobe had been a mistake.

From the open windows of the pool house was Tilly looking directly up at him. Her eyes wide as she stared at his naked, wet, hard body.

They would have both skipped the embarrassing moment and called it just that by moving away from the window quickly, only, Tilly was naked too.

Tony's breath hitched as his eyes slid down from her face to her naked pale breasts. And stare at the big beauties he did. True his room was a story above hers but he heard her soft gasp as she spotted his growing erection. Her n*****s hardened at the sight and if he hadn't been watching her breasts as closely as he was, he would have missed that reaction.

Dear God, he wanted to go downstairs naked, knock on her door and do everything thing running through his mind at the moment. Suck her n*****s, feel the softness of her pale and smooth skin ...

"I'm leaving cuz!" A cheery voice chirped in from behind him.

Tony swore and shut the doors and pulled the curtains carefully keeping his back to Jane. "Do you ever knock!?"

"I did, I figured you didn't hear me so I decided to barge right in. Why are you naked anyway" she asked in that annoying nosey voice.

"I just got out of the f*****g shower."

"Oh. My bad. Bye cuz. See ya"

"Sure Jane. Just get out of my room." Tony growled.

"Huh someone's surely grumpy." She said as she shut the door behind her.

Tony let out a sigh and turned to make sure she was actually gone then went back to pull open his doors again hoping to see Tilly. As expected she was gone. Her window shut, drapes pulled down and lights out. He sighed. Thanks to Jane he'd lost an interesting night.