Master turned Soft

(1)

Julian's pov-

"Out." I said buckling my work pants back up and throwing my blazer back on. The flushed girl hurried to get her shoes and panties back on before running from my office.

I sighed and grabbed sanitary wipes and wiped down my desk and chair. A knock interrupted me, my secretary coming in.

"Sir, your 4 o'clock is here."

"It's only 3:50" I checked my watch.

"It's Mr. Graves. Said you wouldn't mind if he came up early-"

"Julian" Hayden smiled and entered my office. "Thank you Ms. Dillon, we are good from here." He sent her off and closed the door.

"Hayden. What a lovely surprise" I sighed and sat down. Hayden and I had been good friends for nearly two decades. He always put up with my shit and I always helped him through his.

"You work too much. Seemed like an appointment was the only way to talk to you." He sat, his face scrunched, "If I were you, I'd invest in an air freshener. It stinks of sex in here."

"I'll add it to my notes. What do you need?"

"A favor." He smiled.

"Am I supposed to guess? Or are you gonna tell me?" I leaned back in my chair.

"I have to go to New York. Just for two days" he sighed, "my moms at it again. But I can't take Kendall. I need you to watch her"

"Your little? No."

"Julian I wouldn't ask unless it was absolutely an emergency" he sighed desperately. "She's good. Not too much of a brat. She can entertain herself in little space- and it's only for 48 hours. She doesn't want to be left alone."

"I don't do littles. No." I refused him simply. "Why can't she go with?"

"I can't take care of her and arrange shit for my mother as well. It would be too much."

"Why not ask your friend Peter? He has a little." I suggested.

Hayden and I both went to the same clubs- so we both knew a lot of BDSM community people.

"Out of town. Julia is at a work thing this weekend. Landon can't handle more than one little considering his isn't disciplined. You're my last option."

"Then looks like Kendall is going to have to stay alone for a couple days. I think she can manage." I shrugged.

"Damn you Julian" he smacked his hands on the desk before storming out. He will get over it. He always does.
***

I dried my hair off as I stepped out of the shower. I quickly dried and dressed, getting ready for the club tonight. I applied cologne and deodorant.

A loud pounding at my door echoed through my house.

"Coming!"

I unlocked and opened the door, and there stood Kendall. Dressed in leggings and a sweatshirt. Staring at me.

I looked around and saw Hayden's car peeling down the road.

"No. Go home." I said closing the door in her face.

"I can't!" She yelled through the thick wood door.

I groaned before opening it again, "why not?"

"I don't wanna be alone. And I don't have a way there."

"I'll call a cab. And on the ride, grow up"

"It's only two days. Please?"

"No. Now if you'll excuse me I have some plans tonight" I grabbed my coat and keys. "I'll call you a cab"

I got into my car and drove off- leaving her on the porch in the cold. Which kinda made me feel bad but then I remembered that Hayden dropped her off after I explicitly told him no.

I phoned a taxi service and gave them my address.

I had spent a minimal amount of time with Hayden AND Kendall. I couldn't stand the happiness. The sippy cups. The coloring. No thank you. So why he thought I'd suddenly be okay with her at my house is beyond my understanding. Maybe he hit his head or something.

**

My night of fun came to an end at nearly 3am. I pulled in the front of my house and nearly cursed when I saw the familiar pink back pack on the porch.

I got out and looked down at the sleeping girl, curled into a ball on my porch. Fucking hell.

I picked her up gently and she stirred some but stayed asleep, I brought her in and laid her on the couch, and gently took her backpack off.

I threw a blanket over her and headed for bed.

Hayden was gonna pay. Big time.