Janice POV
Being in Texas feels so great and I wished I could take a walk around and feed my eyes with things here. But sadly, we came here for work purposes, and there's no way Connor would allow me to tour the city like that.
I stood on the balcony of our room and fed my eyes with the beautiful view from here. From up here I could see the outline of the house, the outdoor swimming pool, the beautiful garden downstairs, and everything. The house looked like one of those I've seen in movies.
"What are you thinking about?" I heard Connor's voice, so I turned to look at him. My heart skipped when I saw him walking into the balcony, shirtless. I swallowed nothing.
"Nothing," I said almost in a whisper, turning my face away afterward. He came to stand beside me, leaning over the rail and staring at the sky. It was a beautiful and cozy evening, but the house wasn't too dark because of the light.
"Hmm," He nodded his head. Again, I looked at him. He looked like he had a lot on his mind, and I wondered what it was that he was thinking about.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" He suddenly turned to face me, his eyes piercing into mine and my breath hitched.
"Hu... huh? I wasn't... Who said... I was?" I scoffed nervously, turning my face away, and he nodded his head.
"I thought you were. You should go to bed now. It's cold out here, and we are going to have a long day tomorrow," He said to me, then turned to leave.
"While we are still together... Can you stop sleeping with other women?" I asked out of the blue moon, and he stopped on his track. For the next fifteen seconds, he remained like that, and when he finally turned to face me, I turned my face away. I know asking this was ridiculous, but even though I feel nothing for him, the thought of him having anything with another woman was driving me nuts. I might end up losing my mind if he does that again.
I felt his gaze all over me, and I felt uncomfortable. My heart pounded hard against my chest, and I clenched my fingers while anticipating his reply. I didn't regret asking him that because it's really what I wanted.
"Why? Were you jealous?" He asked me the annoying question that made me raise my gaze to glare hard at him.
"No, I wasn't. Why would I be jealous?" I could swear that my heart skipped when I said that. I didn't know what this feeling was, anyway.
"Why do you want me to stay away from other women, then? It's not like you are going to give it to me, are you?" He leaned forward, our face was so close that I felt his breath fanning my face, and I bit my bottom lip.
"Don't do that. You might get me horny," He scoffed as he knocked my forehead lightly with a finger, then pulled away and straightened his back.
"I'm not going to stop. I love sex and can't do without it," He shook his head, and I lowered my gaze disappointedly.
"If that is all, see you tomorrow. Good night," He whispered, turning to leave again.
"I will do it!" Those words escaped my lips before I could fight them back, and I heard his footsteps stop abruptly. An awkward silence crept into the atmosphere, and I wondered what he was thinking. I raised my head and found him staring at me with a blank expression on his face.
"We can... uhm... have sex in the meantime we will be spending together," I further said, and he scoffed. I had no idea why the fuck I was doing this without even thinking twice, but whatever the reason was, I knew that I wasn't in my right state of mind right now.
"No," He shrugged, and I raised my eyebrows.
"Hu... huh?" I blinked my eyes rapidly, and he sighed.
"Yeah. I'm going to turn you into an addict once we start. I don't want to do that," He smirked at me, and I scoffed.
"Who said you will..."
"If I taste you once, we will do it like every damn time and you are going to get addicted..."
"I won't," I cut him off, being persistent, and he rolled his eyes.
"Good night, Janice," He winked at me, and my heart fluttered. I watched as he turned and walked back into the room, and I bit my bottom lip. Did I just get rejected?
"Ugh! He is so annoying," I cursed under my breath disappointedly.
Pushing all the thoughts to the back of my mind, I walked into the room and found it empty.
"Where did he go?" I mumbled, and as if he read my thoughts from wherever he was, my phone beeped at that time and a text from him popped on the screen.
'Let's see tomorrow. I have something to deal with, so I'll be passing the night in the guest room' I scoffed after reading through the text. How could he leave me to sleep alone in this large room?
"This is crazy," I muttered after I threw my phone on the bed. Dragging myself into the bathroom, I had a long and relaxing bath, coming back to sleep in the room afterward.
It felt like I slept for just an hour, but when I woke up in the morning and checked the time, I realized that I slept for about eight hours. I checked the time and realized that it was past 8am.
"How did I sleep for so long?" I mumbled and stretched my body.
'You are going to get addicted' His words replayed in my head, and I scoffed unbelievably. It's crazy how I suddenly desperately want to have sex with him, and even though I wanted to give up, I wanted to still give it a try to see if he was right. Will I really get addicted?
The sound of the knock on the door pulled my attention, and I groaned tiredly.
"Who is that?" I asked.
"Mr. Connor asked to inform you that breakfast is ready. You should come down and eat," I presumed that should be one of the maids, so I told her that I would join them soon. Hearing her receding footsteps, I presumed she must've gone back.
"If you are so desperate, why don't you seduce him?" My subconscious asked me as I stood up from the bed, and I stopped to give that a thought. Should I seduce him? How about flirting with him? Will he have sex with me then? I just needed to prove to him that he is wrong. I won't get addicted to shit...