Billionaire Stole My Panties

CHAPTER 8.

I woke up to the sound of Elton John’s voice singing Sacrifice. I laid there listening for a while before closing my eyes, I sighed. What a beautiful song. Unfortunately, it can’t cure how crappy I felt. Wait how and when did I get in bed. Opening my eyes, I rolled onto my side and gasped. Joel sat there fast asleep on a stool across from me. Ok, that explains a lot but what—how—why are you here? I mean I’m grateful that you carried me to bed but...I wasn’t ready to face you yet. His back arched against the wall. He was wearing a black vest,  dark trousers, and navy blue socks covered feet propped up on the edge of the bed. The way his neck is angled, he'll have a stiff neck when he wakes up. It felt like ages since I’ve seen him. He looked adorable with his mouth slightly parted and his messy hair falling over his eye.   

A cough escaped my mouth and he jumped out of his sleep. Oops. With a sigh, slowly turned his head and our eyes met. He looked relieved. Were you worried about me? Aww. He sat up straight, yawning, and stretching.” Are you feeling better?" He asked. His brows furrowed, eyes roaming my face. 

I nodded.” A little bit." I replied hoarsely. Great now I'm losing my voice. He got up and sat on the edge of the bed. He leaned forward and placed his hand on my forehead. My mouth formed a small o when I saw his rock hard abs make their presence known beneath his vest. I bit my lip. I gasped when he pulled my lip from between my teeth with his thumb.

I looked up at him.” Don’t bit your lip.” He whispered. I can’t help it. You’re very—very attractive man and I just can’t help but bite my lip around you.” Your fever seems to have gone down." He said. He removed his hand and rested it on his lap. I watched as he licked his lips. He sat there looking like a five-course meal, all sleepy-eyed and messy-haired. I let my eyes roamed his body for a moment. From his neck to his broad shoulders. Those biceps...oh...Lord. Calm down, Aubrey. Aubrey, I’m seriously getting tired of you. I sat up. 

"Good to know...what are you doing here?" I asked.

He licked his lips again. He pushed his hair off his forehead and turned his body to face me. He watched me like a hawk." I came to see for myself if....you were actually sick or—"

"Trying to avoid you?" I finished his sentence for him. He took a deep breath then let it out slowly. He nodded. Damn, he really didn’t believe me. Smart man.

"Yeah....but obviously you are sick so—"

"Yeah...but I was trying to avoid you. I got just sick during the process." I confessed. It didn’t make sense lying about it...not until I get better at lying. He just stared at me, emotionless. I bite my lip. His facade broke and he showed how he really felt. He looked hurt. Oh, Joel...I'm sorry I made things so weird between us. I shouldn't have kissed you. Oh f**k—I—I’m so sorry.

He c****d his head to the side.” I see." He whispered. He turned away from me and leaned over his knees. He interlocked his fingers and clenching them. His muscles flexed. Boy did it made me hot. Jeez, Aubrey just...stop. Clearly you hurt his feelings...stop lusting after him. I slid out of bed and jogged to the bathroom to pee. I sat on the toilet feeling like a b***h for kissing and dissing him. If I could turn back time....I’d do it again. I groaned. I literally would, I give anything to be kissed like that again. I like the way he took control. f**k, I felt so safe in his arms. Urg! I’m such an evil person for doing that to him. I got up to wash my hands and brushed my teeth. I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was messy and I looked like a zombie. I shook my head. When I went back to my room, he was in the same spot I left him in. I looked at my watch and bit my lip. It's almost midnight. 

"Would you like to take a shower?" I questioned. What?!?! He needs a bath. He was working all day in the office and a hot shower can ease the tension in his shoulders. Not that he's stinks or anything but it's the least I could do. After all the stress I’ve put him through...he deserves this one good thing I could provide. He could even sleep over if he wanted to. On my couch...but then again he's my guest so I couldn't let him sleep on the couch. So, I guess he'd have to sleep with....me. Omg...Joel Pereira in my bed. That would be any heterosexual woman's dream. I hid a smile behind my hand. I like the sound of that. Without s*x that is, one step at a time ladies.

"Thank you but I should be going." He said, getting up.” You obviously need your space.” For a moment I forgot how tall he was. He made my room look tiny. Thanks but I don’t think I need any more space. I can’t be a coward, I did you dirty and I have to face you. He walked towards the door. I ran in front of him, blocking his path. He just stared at me long and hard, frowning.” Aubrey." He said, warningly. s**t. I've never heard him say my name before besides that one time it's usually Hun or my last name. Was he angry about my confession? Of course, he is he’s the king of being petty.

"Yes?" I answered innocently batting my lashes. I coughed behind my hand then resume my innocent demeanor.” It's late and there's no way I'm letting you drive this time of night." I stated. I can see a smirk forming ever so slightly against his lips. He held me by my shoulders and pinned me against the wall. I gasped. He leaned down close enough for a kiss. My flutter heart. Yes! Kiss me!

"Is that an invitation to stay, hun?" He asked, besides my ear. I shivered. He moved his hands beside my face securing me from moving. Hell blasting yes! I looked up at him, shrugging sheepishly. 

"Think about what you want...it's just that it can be—"

His low chuckle made me trail off.” I'm just teasing.” He said c*****g his head.” That shower sounds nice. Thank you." He said, smiling. He bit his lip as he walked toward the bathroom door. When he got to the door, he looked at me and pulled his vest over his head. He threw it over his right shoulder before opening the door and walking inside. He left the door wide open. I think—no—I know that was an invitation to join him. I kinda wanted to but I couldn't move. I f*****g weak from that look he gives me. Holy crap.

-

He walked out of the shower 15 minutes later in the white towel I kept on the rack. His wet hair clinging to his face in waves. Water beading down his chest. I bit my lip as I got out of bed and handed him a brand new pair of boxers that I haven’t worn. It’s Loot of the Loom, white with a grey waistband. He looked at me then at the boxers. He raised a brow at me.” I hope you’re not giving me one your boyfriend’s boxer.” He says harshly. His brows furrowed. I rolled my eyes.

“It’s mine...I don’t have a boyfriend,” his face relaxed and he took it,” don’t worry it’s brand new.” I said walking back to the bed. I sat down, he was staring at me.

“Thank you.” He said. My eyes widened when he began putting it on. He pulled it up beneath his towel then fixed himself before removing his towel. He walks back into the bathroom then came back with his pants and boxers neatly folded in his hand. He made a face as he tries to stretch the waistband of the boxers.

“Too tight?” I asked. He looks at me.

“A bit yeah....is it a small?” He asked. I nodded.

“Yeah...mediums fit me better but the waistband never fits me properly so I buy small ones and stretch them out over time.” I stated.” I can look for something else if you want.” I told him.

“I’ll just sleep without it.” He said in a low voice. And oop. Without? Damn it. Yeah, you can’t sleep beside me naked...things probably may happen and it’s not like I can sneak out in the morning. I f*****g live here. 

“Take the bed I’ll sleep on the couch,” I said getting up. I took a pillow, I was about to head to the living room when he stops me. 

“No...hun you’re sick. You should be uncomfortable on my account.” He said taking the pillow from me.

“But you’re my guest and I can’t have you sleepy uncomfortably in my home,” I said taking it back from him.

“I’ll be fine.” He said taking it back. I was about to take it back from him but he lifts it over his head, smirking. I looked at him, frowning.

“Give it to me,” I said going on my tiptoes to try to pull his hand down. I failed of course.” Give it.” I whined.

He chuckled.” You’re sleeping in your bed and that’s final.” He ordered. I frowned at him.

“You can’t order me around in my own home,” I said.

“I just did. Now go get some rest.” He said.

“No,” I said folding my hands. He rolled his eyes sighing. He threw the pillow on the bed then threw me over his shoulder. I gasped. That’s not fair. He lays me on the bed, he hovered over me smiling. I narrowed my eyes at him. He pulls the covers from under me then lifts it to my chin.

“Goodnight hun.” He said taking a pillow and walking towards the door. He turns off the light before closing the door behind him. I laid there in shock. I can’t believe you! You brazen asshole! I was just trying to be a good hostess and you won’t ever tell me to do that? Urg!

Five minutes later, the door opens and the lights came on. I sat up.” That couch is incredibly uncomfortable.” He says rolling his shoulders.

“I told you to take the bed,” I said. 

He rolled his eyes. I smirked.” I’ll sleep on the floor.” He said.” Where do you keep the comforters?” I got out of bed and went to my closet. I reached above to the shelf where I kept my sheet. I took up two comforters and I red blanket. I give them to him.” Do you mind if I sleep in here? I want to be able to check on you—“

“I have no problem with that,” I told him. I sat on the bed while he sets up a bed for himself. I gave him an extra pillow before I got under the covers. He turned off the light. 

I rolled onto my side and let my hand hang off the bed. My fingers brushed his lips.” Sorry.” I apologized moving my hand.

“It’s ok.” He said before yawning softly.” Goodnight.”

“Goodnight.”

-

The next morning, I woke up feeling a bit better but still pretty weak. He was gone. I heard him leave around 5 am. How he does that is beyond me. As I laid in the darkness last night I came to the realization that he and I should never be. If we did date it would be a disaster waiting to happen if we broke up while I’m still working for him that is.

I sat up when I heard a light tap on the door.  He stood in front of the door, looking like a five-course meal and with finger foods on the side, with his hands in his pockets. He was dressed in a royal blue suit and a silver tie with small, blue diamonds. He looked hot as usual and I probably look like a raggedy-ass mess." Hey." I said. He licked his lips and stuff his hands in his pockets, staring at me thoughtfully. His eyes roaming. My heart jumped when a small smile appeared for a split second and he slowly shook his head. He cleared his throat.

"Hey." He finally said. We stared at each other awkward silence until he walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. He felt my forehead." You have a fever again." He said sadly. He stared deep into my eyes. I was in a daze from the fact that the sunshine hit his features so perfectly. He’s freshly shaven and he got a haircut. He cupped the left side of my cheek and leaning in. My mind went completely blank. The conversation I had with myself yesterday, disappeared into oblivion and I was ok with that. I wanted this man. I wanted him to kiss me like I meant more to him than just an employee. We were inches away when he pulled away and dropped his hand, sighing. I felt a bit disappointed but I wouldn’t dare let it show on my face. How could you get my hopes up like that—oh f**k so this is how it feels?! Worst feeling ever!

”Feel free to stay home a bit longer until your fever goes away." He said, softly.

"Ok, thank you," I told him. He nodded then got up. He walked to the door. He stopped in front of the doorway and looked at me from over his broad shoulder.

"I'll check out you on my way home. Get some rest, Hun." He said before ducking under the doorframe and leaving. I sighed and hugged my knees to my chest. I laid down, I rolled onto my side. I picked up one of the pillows that sat on a neatly folded pile of comforters on the floor and hugged it. It smells like him and my Caress body wash. Omg. I buried my face into and I soon fell asleep.

-

I jumped out of my sleep when I felt something cold on my forehead. My head is pounding, I whined." Shh." He whispered as he gently stroked my hair. He continued stroking even though his fingers kept getting stuck in the tangles. I sighed. I officially felt like crap, maybe even worst. I opened my eyes and ended up staring at the left side of his jaw. My head is on his lap. Even from this angle that jawline of yours looks like it could cut through metal. He was looking at his MacBook, which was propped up on two pillows. He closed his laptop when I sat up. I took the cold rag off my forehead and rested it on my lap. He’s wearing a grey vest and black sweatpants.

I yawned." You're here." I said I couldn’t keep the smile from forming. His eyes shifted from my eyes to my lips.

He smirked." Yeah, I am here." He said. 

"I thought you were just going to check on me,” I recalled. I’m happy that he’s here, it’s less lonely. 

He sat up and brushed a strand of hair out of my face." I did but your fever rose again. So...I got some clothes and came straight over."  He informed. My heart smiled. That’s so sweet of you. He stared at me. He looked tired. There are bags under his eyes. I looked at my watch, it's 1:30 in the morning. 

"What are you doing up so early?" I asked, sitting on my heel. He raked his hand through his hair. Now, that I'm up close and personal with him I could see a bit of blonde new growth. Does he dye his hair? I c****d my head to the side to get a better look.

"Research, but I'm done now." He put his laptop on the nightstand. He pulled off his vest. His muscles! Oh my gosh. He got off the bed and laid on the comforters he left this morning at the side of the bed." Good morning." He said turning off the lamp over his head. You didn’t have to sleep down there, you know. I sighed. I rest my head on a pillow and I instantly felt alone and cold. Not a good combo. I slide off the bed, being careful not to step on him. I laid beside him with my back to him." What are you doing?" He asked turning the lamp back on. I looked over my shoulder at him. He looked a bit confused.

"I'm cold," I replied rubbing my legs together. As I rubbed my legs my shirt rode up revealing my violet, laced tong. Oops. That wasn’t my intention but oh well. I heard him suck in a breath then he turned off the light. He threw a blanket over us. I bite my lip when he pulled me closer to him with one pull of my waist. He wrapped his arms around me. I needed this. He's so warm and cozy. He pressed himself against me. I felt an instant aching between my legs. He nuzzled my neck. I felt like I was going to burst. I chewed on my lip. Slowly, I wiggled my ass against him. He didn't react and judging by his slow, shallow breaths he had already fallen asleep. I sighed then closed my eyes.