My Unwanted Billionaire

The following day I keep my bag on my desk and walk to Jason’s office. I enter without knocking since Jason is not around. He is downstairs talking to the company’s head of marketing. I place his coffee on his desk and walk over to the bookshelves to get a file he asked me to work on this morning.

I am having difficulties reaching the files. I am about to turn around and get a table to help me reach it easily when someone grabs my waist and lifts me off the ground.

“Hi, Jason,” I say, looking down at him.

“Be fast; you are not as light as a feather,” Jason says, pretending to act like I weigh a ton. I know I am not light, but I am sure I don’t weigh that much.

“I didn’t ask you to carry me,” I say, carrying the file from the top shelf.

“I know, but I felt like seeing your ass in my face today,” Jason says, kissing my ass before dropping me back on the ground.

“You are not serious,” I say, chuckling, turning around to face him

“But I am love,” Jason says huskily. He places his hands beside me and cages me between the shelves and him

“I….” I get cut off when Jason lands those gorgeous lips of his on mine. Jason’s hands go into my skirt and push it up. I wrap my hands around his neck as my legs go around his waist.

“I missed you, last night baby,” Jason says, leaving kisses around my exposed neck. His hand grabs my ass and squeezes it hard. I can feel my core getting wet the more he leaves kisses on my body.

“Me too,” I say, breathless. I didn’t spend the night at Jason’s place. I want to spend as much time at home before I leave. I expect Jason to take off my shirt and continue kissing me, but instead, he stops.

“I would love to take you everywhere in this office right now, but we have to work,” Jason says, with his forehead against mine.

“I don’t mind a quickie right now,” I say, biting my lips. Jason has refused to have sex with me in his office, and I don’t know why. It makes me a little worried that something might be wrong.

“I would love that too, but I have a meeting right now,” He says, looking at his wristwatch to check the time.

“Alright,” I say, dropping my legs down from his waist. I pull down my skirt and try to straighten out the rumpled lines that formed because Jason pushed it up.

I feel sad that he is lying to me to get out of having sex with me. He does not have a meeting right now. I know this because I schedule all his appointments. I don’t understand why he would have sex with me anywhere but his office. It does not make sense to me.

“I will see you at lunchtime, love,” He says, pecking my lips, before walking to his desk.

“Bye,” I say, walking out of his office. I wonder if I did something wrong to cause him to always refuse to have sex with me in his office.

Jason and I are having lunch at one of my favorite restaurants. While eating, I decided to tell Jason my plans of moving out.

“Jason, I have been thinking of moving out.”

“Finally, when should I expect you?”

“Expect me?” I ask, confused

“Yes, I would need a week or two notice so that I can make sure your own closet is installed properly before you move in.”

“Huh” I am so confused right now

“Why do you look confused?”

“Because I am; what are you talking about?”

“Are you not moving out of your Uncle’s house to come and live with me?”

“No, when did we decide that.”

“We didn’t talk about it, but I assumed if you move out, you will move in with me.”

“Why”

“Because you practically already live there, all that is left is for you to move out of your old house.”

“Oh,” It’s true what Jason said. I practically live in his house. I have spent more time there than at my own house since we started dating.

“Yeah, so”

“So what”

“When are you coming?”

“You didn’t ask me to move in with you. You just assumed I would. I think you have to ask first.”

“Oh, that’s true.” “Eleanor Brown, would you move in with me.”

“Uhh….” Wow, I can’t believe Jason just asked me to move in with him. Are we there yet in our relationship? We have been dating for only five months. Won’t it be too soon? I have heard of relationships going bad once they start living together. I don’t want that to happen to Jason and me.

Jason brings me back from my thoughts when he takes my free hand in his. “I know what you are worried about, but that won’t happen to us. You have spent enough time over at my place for me to know we won’t have a problem living together. I also know you might be worried it might be too soon, but I don’t think so. We have known each other for almost a year now, and even though half of it was spent while not dating, it does not change the things you know about me. I know it’s a big step in our relationship, so if you want, you can take some time to think about it. If you say yes, I would be thrilled and if you say no, I will understand,” He says, then pecks the back of my hand.

“Thank you,” I say, smiling

“You are welcome, love,” He says, smiling back

Later in the evening, I meet up with Amber to catch up and have dinner together. I arrive at the restaurant before her. I take my seat and scroll through the menu while I wait for her. I order my drink, and while taking a sip, Amber arrives.

“Hello cupcake, sorry I am late. I missed my alarm,” Amber says, taking a seat opposite me.

“It’s fine; it’s not long since I arrived.”

“That’s good to hear; how are you doing?” She asks, opening the menu in front of her

“I am good, and you?” I ask, calling a waiter to our table so we can order

“I am good also. How are things with Jason? I am sure they are going well,” Amber says, smirking. She must be talking about the fact that Jason and I have sex now. We order our food and wait for it to arrive.

“Yes, things are wonderful between us, but………..”

“Does he do something you don’t like in bed? You know you can tell him. They like it when you tell them what you like and don’t like.”

“No, that’s not the problem. Jason has refused to have sex with me in his office.”

“Really, that’s odd given the fact you have caught him once doing it there.”

“Same thing I thought. It even made me start thinking if I did something to make him not want to have sex with me in his office.”

“I don’t think it has anything to do with you. If he stopped having sex with you regardless of the place, that’s when I think you should be worried you might have done something.”

“You really think I might not be the problem.”

“Yeah, there is a reason, but I don’t think you are at fault. Maybe he wants to change his ways and only do it in the bedroom.”

“We do it in his car, so I don’t think so.”

“Hmmm, I can’t really think of why someone like him won’t do it in his office, but I don’t think you should be worried about it.”

“I wish I could, but I don’t know why I can’t stop thinking about maybe something is wrong.”

“Then talk to him about it; the key to any good relationship is communication.”

“You are right; I will talk to him about it.”

“Good”

“How are things with you and Evan?”

“Great, everything is wonderful. His dad is slowly warming up to me.”

“That’s great to hear, Amber,” I say, smiling. I feel happy that Evan’s dad is finally warming up to her. I was really worried it would cause problems in their relationship if he didn’t start liking Amber.

“I know,” She says, smiling

“Jason asked me to move in with him.”

“Wow, that’s a big step in a relationship. Did you say yes?”

“I don’t know what to say. I know it would be amazing living together, but I am a little worried about the problems that might arise once we start living together.”

“Oh, I understand, but you should remember that you are not perfect, and so is Jason not. I am sure you guys will fight about how some things should be in the house, which is normal. Even family members fight a lot when they live together, but they still live together. You can’t let those little fights you guys will have to stop you from experiencing the other beautiful things living together will bring. With everything I have said, I want you to remember it while making your decision.”

“I will; thank you for telling me this, Amber,” I say, smiling because everything Amber said is right.

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