Chapter Five
After three weeks of being around each other, Freya was at her last nerve. She didn’t know how much longer she could take his constant, never-ending teasing. What made it worse was the fact he didn’t even need to try. Everything he did came naturally, and she was finding that even harder to deal with.
Sitting in her office, she glanced toward his, to see him in a meeting with a man from one of the companies he owned. Jared was a wealthy man, and she’d seen him in action many times.
She thought back to the feel of his hands on her body, and how he’d teased her. After she’d come all over his fingers, she’d wanted him so badly. Instead, he’d dived into the pool, and she had followed in after him without a second thought.
Tapping her foot onto the floor, she wondered what his game was. She loved being with him. They were friends, and got along well.
“Hey, is this a bad time?” Lucy asked.
She turned to see the mail lady standing by her door. “No, no, come in,” she said.
From the first day with Jared’s company she had made friends with Lucy. They shared coffee every single day, apart from the weekends. Most of the staff were off then.
Lucy closed her door, and paused at one of the sketches Freya had been working on. “Wow, that’s great.”
“It’s for a special white toothpaste. I think the large teeth overdo it. I don’t know. Maybe I should do a contrast picture. Before the toothpaste, he had people lying around him dead, and afterward, they’re all cuddling up to him. I’m not sure yet.”
Some of the advertising art that she was responsible for left her cold. She loved real life, drawing people, and also just using what was in her mind.
When she thought of her father, the images were always black and smeared together. He’d called her the other day. She’d have enjoyed a conversation with him, if she’d not heard the woman on the other end, laughing and giggling. Her father would never change.
Once again, she found herself glancing over at Jared.
“You still have a thing for him?”
Lucy had caught her drooling over Jared a lot even before she’d moved in with him.
“It’s never stopped.” Freya turned away from him, and focused all of her attention on Lucy. “How have you been?”
“Last night’s date was a complete bust.”
“How come?”
“He told me that next time, make a point on my profile of saying I had no tits whatsoever.” Lucy slumped down in a chair. “No man wants a woman with no tits.” Lucy’s bottom lip stuck out.
“Then that guy is a total asshole.”
“Says the girl with a double D bust.”
Freya rolled her eyes.
“Let’s face it, Freya. I’m stick thin. I don’t have any hips or ass. I’m plain.”
“That’s not going to do in my company. Do you know how beautiful you are? You’ve got the right pair of breasts for your body, and you’re beautiful.” Freya moved from behind her desk, and perched in front of it. She took Lucy’s hands, holding them tightly. “I believe that there is a special someone out there for us all.”
“I thought you hated all men,” Lucy said.
Freya sighed. “You know about my mom. I know I’ve got more hang-ups than I even care to imagine. Don’t let this guy, or any other guy or even woman, tell you that you’re nothing. You’re beautiful, inside and out.”
The tears in Lucy’s eyes disappeared. Freya pulled her in for a hug.
“You should be a personal speaker, you know.”
Freya laughed. “Please, this is me being nice. If I was in a really bad mood, I’d tell you to knee the guy in the balls.”
“He told me that because I wasn’t all that great to look at, I needed to buy dinner.”
“Tell me you spilled the entire contents of your wine over him?” Lucy shook her head. “Made a scene?” Another head shake. “You paid, didn’t you?” This time she nodded her head. “Lucy!”
“I wasn’t going to argue with him.”
“Ugh! I hate this guy already.” Freya folded her arms, and glared.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“How much were you out of pocket?”
“About fifty dollars, but it’s no big deal.”
Freya went to her purse, and held out the money.
“I’m not taking your money.”
“I was the one that said try dating online. I can’t believe you paid for some insulting loser. Take my money, or I’m going to lose it.”
Lucy rolled her eyes, and took the money.
“Consider it drinks on Friday.”
This time her friend did laugh. “I should have known you had another reason for this.”
“Always. I’m going to make sure Sophia comes. Is that okay? We’re going to dance, have lots of fun, drink. I’m in the mood to get drunk.”
If she could let loose, maybe she’d have a chance of getting over these feelings for Jared. She was willing to try anything about now.
“Yes. Maybe a girls’ night is what I need.”
Freya pulled her in for another hug. “Do not let anything that loser said bother you. Okay?”
“I won’t. You’re a good friend, Freya. I better get back to work before boss man fires me.”
“He won’t fire you.” She’d find some way to keep Lucy as she was a good friend. With Freya being a newbie here, Lucy had been the only person who went out of her way to say hello. She was a nice woman, a beautiful soul, and Freya adored her.
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Jared walked into the kitchen, and smiled as he watched Freya put an entire tortilla chip filled with cheese sauce into her mouth. She closed her eyes and gave out a moan. He wondered if she’d make that sound if he was to stick his cock inside, and get her to suck him real nice and deep.
“Is there enough there to share?” he asked.
“Sure.” She pushed the bag a little closer to him, and he saw she already had some in her grasp. He watched her dip again, and moan. “I love making this dip. It’s totally awesome, and I’m so hungry.”
He took a chip, and dipped, taking a bite. Her gaze was on his hands, and he saw the blush fill her cheeks. To him, she always looked so cute when she was a little embarrassed.
“How was work today?” he asked.
“Good, good. I’m making progress on that fruit drink thing you asked me to do.” She pushed some of her hair out of the way.
It was then he noticed she was in a pajama top and shorts. She looked so tempting, so inviting.
“How was your day?”
“A couple of lucrative meetings. Several new contracts in the mix. All the usual stuff.” He chuckled. “Are you going to try and keep this as formal as possible?”
“Nah, I’m getting bored. Let’s take this into the sitting room. I’ve got the television playing to itself.”
He grabbed the bag of tortilla chips, while she carried the cheese sauce into the room. They set up a little station on the floor, and they shared the dip between them.
“Do you think there’s a guy out there for everyone, or a girl?” she asked.
“Why?”
“Just wondering. I know I’m not the best judge of character because of everything I’ve seen my mom go through. I’m asking for a friend. She had a bad experience.”
“What kind of experience?” he asked.
She hesitated, and then shrugged. “You cannot under any circumstances tell another human soul, ever.”
He burst out laughing. “Fine. Fine. I won’t.”
“My friend had this really bad blind date. It was from someone on those dating website things. He told her that she had to pay for dinner because she didn’t have any tits. She’s convinced that because she doesn’t, in her mind, ‘have any tits or ass,’ she’s not going to find anyone.”
He saw that she was really upset by this. “Guys like a lot of different things, Freya. She’s got to wait to find the right guy. I think she dodged a bullet there. He told her to pay. Did she? Tell me she didn’t?”
“She totally did. It’s okay though. I gave her the money back.” Freya rested her head on his shoulder. “And then I told her she could pay for drinks on Friday. Sophia’s in agreement. She’s happy to have a night out with the girls.”
Jared was smiling, as he’d seen what she had done.
“Freya, you didn’t have to make me feel bad for this girl. If you want to go out on a Friday night, you can go out.”
She lifted her head then.
“I’m not your father.”
“You’re not going to get mad?” she asked.
“Of course not. I’m not your dad, Freya.” He stroked a finger down her cheek.
“I know you’re not my dad in any way.”
Her nipples were tight, pressing against her shirt. Pulling away, he grabbed another tortilla chip and ate some sauce. His dick was rock hard, pressing against the front of his pants, and he tried to ignore how uncomfortable it was.
“I spoke to your dad,” he said.
“Ugh, me too. He wants to have dinner so I can meet his new little thing.” She wrinkled her nose, and made him laugh.
“I take it this isn’t the first time?”
“Nope. I’ve lost count of the number of times he wants me to meet this girlfriend, or that one. I don’t get it, myself. These women all think they can change him, and they can’t. Why bother?” she asked.
“Why bother telling your friend there’s a guy out there who’ll love her? Because the world is full of people who like different things, Freya. There could be a woman out there that would love your father. I think it’ll take a lot of work, but you can’t rush love.”
He wasn’t rushing love.
In the past three weeks alone he’d seen a difference with Freya. She no longer threw her attitude at him, nor did she try to avoid him. Whenever he was around, he wondered if she even realized how big her smile was.
When they went out for walks, she’d grab his hand, no matter where they were. He gotten to see a side of her he’d only ever witnessed in pictures.
“Can I ask you something, Jared?”
“Anything.”
“Will you answer honestly?”
“Of course.”
He took another tortilla chip, biting it down.
“The cameras in the apartment I was staying. Were there any in my bedroom?” she asked.
“Yes. I was the only one that had access to them.”
“Did you … erm … see me … you know?”
“Yes, and seeing your face on the screen as you orgasm was not even close to seeing it in person.”
She covered her face. “Why am I not angry with you?”
“Because even if you try to deny it, we both know you like me looking at you. You like me watching you, and that is never going to stop.” He pressed a quick kiss to her lips, probably confusing her even more.