Chapter 7 SWEET TASTE

Jaden decided to have a quick shower after his morning run. He was already late for work his meeting as it is. Hopefully, he will make it to the meeting on time.

He came back home to an empty room which indicated Noelle's departure. Last night was a blast! He thought to himself. He'll make sure to call her but now he has to get ready.

After taking his bath, he rushed out of the bathroom and that's when he saw her again.

How is it possible she's always in front of him all the time? For some strange reason, he didn't want their paths to cross even though deep down he wanted nothing more than to see her face all the time. He had been so messed up earlier this morning and it's as if the universe is intentionally throwing her at him.

He had noticed how her cheeks had turned red by just staring at him. Is she for real? Does she want him as well?

"What are you doing in my bedroom?" He asked after gaining a little composure. The beads of water trailed off his muscular body in droplets but he doesn't seem to be bothered at all.

For now, his attention was focused on the little angel in front of him.

Still not facing him, Emily replied "Ruth had asked me to clean out your bedroom and I came to do that."

He folded his hand across his chest as he continued to stare at her with a smug grin on his face. "Is that the only reason you're here? Just to clean my bedroom?" He asked again. Her first answer wasn't as he had hoped.

He sounded amused and for some reason, it bothered her. Why was he finding this funny? It was not funny that she got to see him naked. It's not funny that he's standing shirtless in front of her and it's not funny that he's finding her predicament amusing.

Well technically, he wasn't naked but still, he was without clothes and he just stepped out of the shower and that counts as being naked to her.

"I don't understand sir." her tiny voice barely reached him as she bowed her head facing the ground, daring not to look up.

"Are you saying that you didn't know I was here in my bedroom before you walked in?" He sounded like he didn't believe her.

He had seen her type over the years.

A lot of his made had tried to seduce him all in the name of pretence so he is certain that she was one of them.

Why would she come here in the first place when she knows he might be here after all?

"I didn't know you were here." She gathered a little courage to make her voice audible "I promise that I didn't plan on seeing you like this. I only came in after knocking and not getting any response."

He stalked closer to her and she took a step back. Her brows knitted in confusion. Her fears suddenly became visible.

Something in him had told him to stop but he wanted to press on further. He was sure she was just pretending like every other sluts.

"What are you doing?" She asked, moving further backward till her butt landed on the soft fluffy bed.

Jaden was standing tall over her now. His eyes stared at her. His eyes never wavering.

"You came here because you wanted to have a piece of me right?" He asked in a husky voice that caused her blood pressure to rise involuntarily.

"What do you mean by that sir?" she asked innocently.

Jaden was taken aback by her sudden question. Does she not understand what he's saying or is she just trying to act dumb?

Ignoring her remark, he pressed on further. "I'm pretty sure you're here because you wanted me to touch you" He smirked and continued "I'm sure you've heard lots of stories about me and now you want nothing more than to be with me, don't you?"

Instant fear came on her face.

"Listen," he said as she didn't respond. "I don't usually have any sexual contact with my workers but if you want it so desperately then I guess I can make you an exception." Bryce inched forward and sniffed the tendrils of her blonde hair. It smelt like a mixture of lavender and sandalwood. He guessed it was the scent of her hair shampoo.

Emily felt cold chills run all over her body at the slight contact of his face on hers.

Sex? He wanted to touch her sinfully. He's trying to have his way with her. She couldn't believe it.

She's heard stories from the sisters in the convent about the illicit relationships people share and she has promised herself not to give in to those sexual desires no matter what.

Her chin flew up defiantly and she pushed him as way as far as she could.

To Jaden, it felt like a little shove but to her, it felt like she had just moved a huge boulder with her bare hands.

"Don't come close sir, please. It's not right." She innocently warned him.

Her objection even turned him on the more.

"Don't play pretense sweetie, I know you want it as much as I do." his lips came closer to hers, and before her brain could process what was going on, his lips were gracefully on hers making sure to savor the taste of her plum lips on his.

Damn!!!

She tasted...GLORIOUS!

That was the first thought registered in his mind. It wasn't like any kiss Jaden had ever had in his life. Her lips on his tasted soft, lush, and intoxicating.

MORE!!!

He wanted more. He needed more and by the heavens, more he will get.

Jaden never anticipated Emily's next move. She pushed herself from him and slapped him hard on the cheeks.

Jaden was shocked and completely confused. Disappointment coursed through him.

What just happened?

He touched his cheeks and that's when it hit him that he was not dreaming. She just slapped him.

He brought his face to look at the woman who had just assaulted him only to find her eyes flooded with tears.

She was crying.

He's the one who got slapped and she's the one crying. How? You can never just understand women.

One minute they're acting like they want you and the next minute, they're pretending they want absolutely nothing to do with you.

Forcing herself up from the bed, Emily excused herself and ran out of the bedroom with tears in her eyes, not looking back. She ran like someone being chased by a gang of street robbers.

He stood there with his hand still on his cheeks. If the slap was the price her had to pay to taste her divine lips again, he wouldn't hesitate. The kiss was worth the slap. He didn't regret getting that kiss. She tasted like honey from a nectar. He most definitely doesn't regret it and if given another chance, he'd do it over and over again.