Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
She was until she walked in on them playing Tarzan and Jane. Your mom looks hot in a loincloth, BTW.
Ewwww! You’re a sick man. Off to the arena with Austin. Tell her to text me later.
He finally got over that ‘don’t shit where you eat’ bullshit?
No. Know anyone hiring?
You can come work for me. I definitely won’t want to have sex with you. I shoot out without even thinking about it. This can either be really good since I need a decent PA, but Austin will be shitting a nut when he finds out she will be working with me. I laugh thinking about it.
Funny guy. Okay, well, if you have a real suggestion, let me know.
I’m serious. I need a PA to keep my shit in order, and I heard you’re the best. Think about it. Let me know. That way, Austin’s balls won’t get swollen again. BTW, I will never ask you to get me coffee or food.
She doesn’t answer me back, so I put the phone down and continue watching mindless television while I hold on to my girl. I smile. My girl. Fuck yeah.
Chapter Twenty
Kaleigh
It’s been two days since I thought I was dying. I knew I was getting sick. The pain in my bones started first, then it spread to the chills and by the time noon came around I was full-blown lethargic. What I wasn’t expecting was for Noah to come in on a white horse, full knight in shining armor, but with a kilt, with nothing on underneath it.
He made soup for me, called in sick, changed my sweaty sheets, and never once did he try to have sex with me. I mean, don’t get me wrong, his penis was alert and ready every time I moved next to him or even when he saw me showering and sneezing on myself.
Now I just got up from a nap, another one. Jesus, I feel like I’ve slept for a week straight. Noah is napping also. We have done nothing but watch television and given new meaning to Netflix and chill. I grab my phone when it buzzes on the table next to the bed. I make sure the noise didn’t wake him. He is wearing a pair of sweats and nothing else. One thing I’ve learned about Noah is that if he’s home he’s without a shirt. I’ve also noticed he’s almost OCD with having dirty dishes in the sink. I had my ass on his counter but God forbid I put a dish in the sink and not rinse and put it in the dishwasher. The world has to stop. Yesterday I did it just to see him freak out. It was quite entertaining till he realized what I was doing and threw me over his shoulder, slapping my ass so hard it stung. The phone buzzes again in my hand.
Tell Noah to call me after nine to discuss his proposition.
I really hope your proposition isn’t about sex.
Are you still high?
No. Maybe. Yes. I’m so sick. I hope you catch it.
Gee, thanks.
He said the job is yours and to tell him when you want to start.
When I woke from my nap, he mentioned that he and Lauren texted and that he may have offered her a job. I was surprised that he would do that, but the way he said it made sense. “He wants to bang her so bad he’s making everyone miserable. I will just take one for the team. Besides, I heard that Lauren puts your email in alphabetical order.” It was as if she hung the moon.
How does next Monday sound? She asks and I know it works perfectly because he mentioned losing his latest PA starting Monday, so it doesn’t leave her much time since it’s already Wednesday.
It sounds like I need to have sex with him. He’s so hot taking care of me. I should give him a blow job.
With a throat infection? He might catch it!!!
In his dick?
No, dumbass, in his throat. Gotta go.
I laugh at her and then put my phone back, looking over at him with his hands crossed and resting on his stomach. My body starts perking up for him. I slowly rise to my knees and take off the robe I’m wearing, leaving me naked. I lick my lips, crawling to him, the bed dipping a bit, but not enough to wake him. My hands go to the elastic of his pants. I pull them down a touch. I don’t have that much space since he’s lying on his back, but just enough to get his cock out. It’s semi hard already. I cup him in my hand softly, looking up at him to see if he will stir. His eyes don’t even flicker, so I go a step further, leaning down and taking him in my mouth a bit, just the tip. When my hand cups the base that is now fully erect I throw my leg over his hip and lean back down, taking him all the way in my mouth. I repeat it three times before I feel his hands in my hair and a groan slips out of him. Letting his cock go, I look up.