Billionaire Stole My Panties

CHAPTER 7.

The morning after, I felt like a had truly f****d up worst then I originally thought. I mean...I kissed him then ran away like a coward. After all the rejecting I’ve been doing then to suddenly kiss him out of the blue must have been so confusing then me stopping and run away had to be frustrating. In my defense, there were people watching and taking videos so I had an excuse but s**t I could have dragged him out of there with me and let him f**k me in his ca—oh that’s dirty. Kind hot though...omg Aubrey stop!  

I took a deep breath. Ok Aubrey you can do this...you’re not a coward. You’re gonna go to work and pretend like nothing happened. If he wants to discuss that kiss then just tell him it was a lax in judgment from almost fall to your death and that you’re sorry. Yeah, that’s exactly what you’re going to do. I reached for the doorknob then drew my hand away. I took another deep breath. You’re not a coward Bre....you can do this. I know you can. I let out a harsh breath. I’ve been standing at the front door staring at it for literally 20 minutes. I didn’t sleep last night, my brain is in utter shambles from worrying about having to face Joel today. It’s 6:30 am and I’m actually ready for work. I know, big f*****g surprise. I didn’t know what else to do. I couldn’t sleep, I cleaned my entire apartment from top to bottom to not think about the kiss then to randomly think of the kiss. Which was freaking frustrating. Especially, because I liked it.....so much and I just want him to come over and kiss me senseless—Aubrey stop. You are getting way out of hand, behave yourself. 

I had planned not to wear anything tight but I did anyway, I wore a dark high waisted jeans over mustard, long-sleeved one-piece with straps crisscrossing my back and mustard, suede platform boots with a white satchel purse draped over my shoulder. I pulled my hair into a halo braid. My outfit wasn’t too tight 

—well my jeans are a bit loose because of all the weight I’ve lost. Hmph. I reached for the door again then drew my hand away. I can’t—I can’t—I can’t do it. I can’t face him...not today.

I dug into my bag for my phone, I pulled it out and opened it. My fingers trembling as I searched for Joel’s number. We exchanged numbers during the tour yesterday. I opened iMessage and texted him.

To: Joel Pereira 

Good morning, I’m not feeling well...I won’t be coming in today.

I hit send. I hope he believes me because I sure as hell wouldn’t not after I bolted  yesterday. I sighed. Why did I do that? I’m such an i***t. A very lustful i***t. I rolled my eyes and walked to my room to change. I threw my bag on the bed then sat on the bed to take off my shoes. I gasped when my phone chimed. I looked at my screen. My heart began racing when I saw Joel’s name. I opened the message.

From: Joel Pereira

Sorry to hear that. Should I stop by to check up you?

Ha, ha no. I don’t think I can handle you being here when I’m this out of control. 

To: Joel Pereira

No, I’ll fine but thanks. I’ll make some soup and hopefully, I’ll feel better by tomorrow.

He replied immediately.

From: Joel Pereira

Ok, get well soon. 

At least he believes me...well I hope he does. I put my phone down on the bed, sighing. I stripped out of my clothes then threw on a green T-shirt and black shorts. I grabbed my phone and called Joey. He answered on the fourth ring.” Hey Bre,” He answered groggily.

“Did I wake you?”

“Yeah but it’s ok—“ he yawned,” so what’s up?”

“I’m at home bored out of my mind,” I replied.

“Aren’t you suppose to be getting ready for work?” He questioned. I put my phone on speaker so I could take down my braids.

“I’m not going,” I answered.

“Why not?” He questioned.

“I’m sick...cough cough.” 

“Wow, that sounds serious....like a serious case of liar, liar pants on fire.” He says yawning again. I laughed. Oh, hush. 

“Big-time but Joel doesn’t know that,” I stated.

“What did he do this time?” He asked. I laid down with a huff. 

“Nothing....it’s what I did.”

“And that is?” He asked over running water. He might have been peeing. Well, Joey....me sticking my tongue down his tongue and now I’m too scared to face him. Why? Because I’m a punk.

”I don’t wanna talk about it.” I stated.

“Hm ok, I’ll be there in 30.” He says,” you want anything to eat?” 

“Chips and salsa would be nice.” 

“Ok see you.” He says.

“Bye,” I said before hanging up. I picked up my shoes and clothes and put them in the closet. 

-

Joey arrived almost an hour later. I opened the door and he stood there with two packed shopping bags. He’s dressed in a white T-shirt, black Nike joggers, and Nike Sliders.” Hey you.” I said.” You brought the entire store, I see.” I teased.

He grinned.” Don’t I always?” He said as I stepped aside. He kissed my cheek before coming inside. I locked the door behind him before followed him to the kitchen.” Brought enough stuff to make breakfast, lunch, and dinner.” I groaned.

“Let me guess I’m cooking all 3 meals?” I asked sighing.

“Would you rather I burn this place to the ground?” I shook my head.” Thought so.” He said unpacking. He handed me two big bottles of Sprite, I took them to the fridge. 

“Do I have to cook?” I asked whining.

“Of course,” he answers,” before I forget....I’m leaving for Paris tomorrow.” I frowned.

“Why?” 

He gave me a look.” It’s fashion week babe.” He replies.

“Oh f**k! I forgot about that.” I grumbled.” With everything that’s going on, that was the last thing on my mind.”

“Which is understandable...you’ve been through a lot this week and I’m so proud how you’ve overcome everything.” He says smiling at me. I forced a smile. Yeah sure I did and I’m absolutely sleeping straight through the night and I totally didn’t kiss your brother. At least my appetite is better...things are slowly getting better. Hopefully, I don’t f**k anything else up.” So what’s for breakfast?”

“A peanut butter sandwiches because I don’t feel like cooking,” I reply. He groans.

“That sounds boring!” He protests. I giggled.

“Too bad,” I said grinning at him.

-

Joey and I spent most of the day on the couch watching all four Shrek movies. I laid on his lap. We are about to watch The Conjuring. I’m not a fan of scary movies but I don’t mind watching it with the company. I grabbed a handful of Doritos before handing him the bag.” Have you watched this before?” I asked when the movie started.

“Yeah, a couple of times.” He replied dropping the bag on my cheek as he took out a handful. I rolled my eyes. Joey you asshole. I turned my head to look at him, he’s stuffing his face. I yanked the bag from him and he chuckled.” You could have just asked for it, jeez!” 

“You didn’t have to drop the bag on my face!”

“My lap is occupied, where do you expect me to put it?” He questioned his brows furrowed.

“Give it back to me next time!” I hissed.

“Blah!” I elbowed his side.” Oof!” Joey narrowed his eyes at me and I narrowed my eyes back at him.” You know this means war, right?” 

“Bring it!” I challenged. He lifted his hand over me.” Is that suppo—“ I trailed off when he made his hand into a claw. I rolled off his lap and fell to the ground. Ow.” Joey, I was just playing around.” I said in a panic, getting up and backing up towards the bedroom. He got up with a mischievous smile. Joey please I’m sorry and yeah...I’m sorry please don’t do what you’re thinking of doing.

“Oh were you now? Sure didn’t seem so to me.” He said walking towards me. I took bigger steps back. He’s grinning now. He took a big step forward and I bolted to the bedroom with him hot on my trail.

“Joel I’m sorry!” I yelled as I ran into the bedroom. I was about to lock the door but he was already in the doorway before I got the change.” Ah!” I screamed jumping up on the bed. I picked up a pillow threatening to hit him with it.

“Is that suppose t—“ I cut him off with a pillow to his  face.” I grinned at him. He stood there frozen. 

He stared at me, eyes narrowed.” Did you just—“ I smacked him again. He jumped onto the bed and grabbed me. I shrieked. He yanked the pillow out of my hand and threw it across the room.” Not so tough now are ya.” He said wrapping his arms around me. I tried to break free but it was no use.

“Joey is wasn’t me that hit you,” I said laughing at my dumb statement.

“Wow. I literally saw you with my own two eyes.” He said laughing.

“It was a robot sent from the future that swapped bodies with me!” I said dramatically. 

“Well, I’ll give you her share too.” He said before tickling me. I laughed, fighting to break free.

“Joey—heh! Stop!” I exclaimed but he continued anyway.” I’m sorry.” I said between laughs. He stops when I started coughing.

”Did you learn your lesson?” He asked. I nodded frantically still coughing my head off. He rubs my back.” You ok?” I nodded.” I’ll go get you some water.” He said jumping off the bed and jogged out of the room. I sat down still coughing. Joey came back with a glass of water, he hands it to me. I took a sip. He sat beside me. He looked at me when I put the glass on the bedside table. I laid my head on his shoulder. He wraps his arms around me.” You little troublemaker.” He whispered chuckling. I smiled.

“What can I say...I learned from the best.” I said looking up at him. He stared at me then looked over his shoulder.

I laughed.” Who?” He questioned laughing. I shook my head, wrapping my arms around his torso. I sighed. He smells nice. I listened to his steady heartbeat. My eyes began to become increasingly heavy. I gasped when his phone rang. He dug into his phone for it then groans.” Ah shit.” 

“What’s wrong?” I asked lifting my head.

“Jodie.” He frowns.” Hello?” He answers nervously. I jumped when I heard screaming. He whined moving the phone away from his ear. He put it back to his ear a minute later.” Jodie...Jodie—I thought you said to come tomorrow—ah! See? I can scream too!” He yelled.” Fine! What time? That’s literally in an hour.” Joey hangs up his face is as red as a tomato. 

I gave him a questionable look.” What did she want?” I asked.

He sighs.” Apparently, I was supposed to be in Paris this morning with Jose and Jonah...clearly, I was given the wrong information by—I’m not going to call any names...ahem...Jose.” He started.” You know we like to prank others, right?”

I nodded.” Yeah.”

“Jose told me to come tomorrow known fully well I’m on thin as a blade of grass ice with Jodie.” He ended rubbing his face.” So I need to get the flight out of here just so I can be killed and resurrected by Jodie.” He said being giving me multiple kisses on my cheek. He gets up and stretches.

“You’re leaving me,” I said sadly.

“Yeah...sorry babe.” He said sadly. Pouting, I got up and hugged him.

“I wish you the best with Jodie,” I told him. He hugged me back. I looked up at him then went on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek.” Let me follow you out.” I said taking his hand. I chuckled when he grabbed me from behind.

“Do you want to stay in my apartment until I come back?” He asked. I shook my head.

“No, I’m good.” I told him turning to face him.” But thanks for the offer.” 

“Come on I’d seriously feel less anxious if I knowing you’re over there plus Joel lives there he can keep an—“

“Nooooo thank you.” I interrupted him.  Joey has moved to the Plaza while I was at work yesterday until he finds a new place. He raised a brow at me.” I already see him at work I don’t need to feel his presence in the building I’m staying here.”

“Ok ok got you.” He says laughing. He takes my hand and we went outside. He parked a block from the entrance of my apartment building. It started pouring when we got to his car. He gives me a quick hug and a peck on the cheek before I ran inside. I was soaked from head to toe. I walked back to my place and dried myself off and changed my clothes. I turned off the tv then went to bed to take a nap.

-

I woke up the next morning feeling like utter s**t. I laid under my sheets, texting Joey. He's just arrived in Paris and Jodie is already jumping back his throat. Poor Joey. I wish I could be there with him. I usually go to Paris with Mr. Pereira but this year I'd have to go with Joel and me going with Joel means I'd have to face him. I haven’t texted Joel since yesterday, speaking of which I should probably text him.

To: Joel Pereira 

Morning, I’m still not feeling well....won’t be coming in today.

A minute later. 

From: Joel Pereira 

Ok.

I'm sure he thinks I'm avoiding him. Yet he hasn't stopped me so here I am. Last night I dreamt about our kiss and events that may have happened if I didn’t run. When I woke up he was the first thing on my mind and frankly...I can't stop thinking about him. The more I think of him the hornier I became. My inner goddess's horny little ass was congratulating me yet chewing at me for running, while my conscience scolded me on just about everything she could find. I groaned and buried my face in my pillow. What did I get myself into?

My throat felt so dry it's driving me crazy. I got out of bed and placed my feet on the cold floor. I coughed so hard my chest hurts. I got myself sick. Great. This might be karma for lying about being sick but oh well. I grabbed my robe from off the ground and wrapped it around myself. I shuffled to the kitchen to make some chicken soup. When the soup was done, I grabbed my MacBook then sat at the island. I opened the novel I've been working on for the past six months. It has doesn’t have a title nor storyline. Yup, you guessed it! It's a blank page. I needed inspiration but I'm not sure how to get myself inspired. I sipped my soup and thought about cute puppies, ice cream, the Bahamas, s*x on the beach....the drink. Get your mind out of the gutter! Anyway back to brainstorming.

Exotic fruit, the beach, bikinis, surfing, ohh...hot guys. Yass! The juices are flowing now. Adam Levine, Trey Songz, Chris Brown, Sage the Gemini, Chris Pine, Jean-Luc Bilodeau, and Matt Damon. Don't judge me. My heart started to beat hard in my chest. Joel Pereira. I paused, closing my eyes. I let my hands roam all the places he’s touched me. I touched my lips, with the memory of our kiss bursting through my mind. I imagined him standing in front of me, those beautiful eyes of his taking me in. His lips on my neck. His hands all over my body. I opened my eyes. A grin spread across my face and just like that I had a model for my main character. I sipped the last bit of my soup.” Ok, Aubrey Cabrera lets make this a best seller." I said to myself. I cracked my neck and rolled my shoulders.” Let's do this."

I started imagining him. He has to be tall, suave, and handsome. Hmm....but what color would his eyes be? Well brown, no dark brown....nope. Hazel...yes! I love hazel eyes. So 6'6, hazel eyes, tanned but not too tanned, angular jawline, ohh...dimples, perfect teeth, and dark hair. I grinned in excitement. Name. I need a name. Damian. I've always loved the name Damian or even Tyrone. Nah. Damian is way hotter. I glanced at the book I bought but never got to read by Stephanie Meyer. It sat on my coffee table. Damian Meyer. I like the sound. So I began typing.

'It was a day like no other until he walked in. His slowly strode through the door....' 

Urg! Backspace, backspace. I sighed in frustration. Writing a book is hard! I'll just give it more time I'm sure something will come to me. I can't believe I actually came up with something. My first character. I know for a fact he's going to be a total hottie. Sooo...excited! I shut down my Macbook. I washed up the dirty dishes. Afterward, I went to the living room to watch Orange Is The New Black on Netflix. Personally, my favorite character is 'Crazy Eyes'. They picked the perfect person for that role. I laughed when Piper began acting hysterical when she saw the chicken outside of the prison window. I coughed hard enough to make my chest hurt.

I whined and rubbed my chest. As the minutes went by I found myself feeling like absolute crap.  I laid down when I started to feel a bit lethargic. I closed my eyes and hoped it would go away. 

-

I whined when loud knocking woke me. Please go away. I rolled onto my back. The knocking got louder trigger a massive head. I cradled my head. Please stop. Unfortunately, the knocking only got louder. I feel like literally crying. I got up like a zombie. I could barely stand because of how dizzy and weak I felt. I took one step and almost doubled over. I whined. My living room was spinning. Please stop spinning you’re gonna make me throw up. I walked gingerly to the door trying my best not to fall. I sighed when I bumped into the door. I leaned against the wall for support and opened the door then everything went black.