Playing games with Natasha

Chapter 4

Noah pov

I wake up to the horrible smell of drunk friends in my living room by around four.

Fuck. My email,
I quickly run to my bedroom and gently opens the door.

When I'm in I see Kevin with another girl

"Wow that's the third one this week" I say out loud.

"Shut the hell up" he throws me a pillow.

I chuckle and get my laptop then go back to the couch write my email.

Good day sir
I am writing this letter for you to employ me because I will really like to work for your company because it's amazing and I'm jobless so I hope you employ me thank you.

"Wow, this would do".

I hit the send button, then put my laptop away to have some sleep.

~~hours later~~

"Morning sleepy head" Kevin greets me.

"Uhh, more sleep is all I ask. I was up by four to write my email and now you're waking me up" I say putting my legs down to seat up.

"What email?" He take a seat near me.

"Umm to Jackson design"

"Shit I forgot about that. I thought you wrote that yesterday." He says bringing a bottle of alcohol from under the couch.

"Nope, the party you threw here was so loud I couldn't concentrate" I say pointing at the whole house.

"Oh yeah I forgot about that"

"Forgot, you and a drunk girl were fucking in my bedroom when I came to get my laptop" I state

"Oh that was you"

"Who else leaves here, Tom and has been staying In his girlfriend house".

"I thought it was an Angel of God who came to take me to heaven" he jokes.

"Well Angel of God don't allow sex addicts to heaven" I laugh and stand to leave.

"Where are you going, we have to clean the house" he walks to the kitchen to get two broom and hands me one.

"No man, your on your own on this one" I say and walk out the front door. I hear him scream my name but I don't care to turn.

As I walk down my neighborhood I glance at Jackson design.

"Soon I'll be the Personal Assistant to Mr Jackson" I say out loud.

I turn to leave before I notice a lady in a blue jacket and skirt, black top and black heels. Her hair is black and curled reaching her upper back. She is dark in complexion and has brown eyes with dark lips. She enters a nearby fast food restaurant and is out of my view.

When I get home it's already 2 and the house is clean. All Kevin friends from college has disappeared. My house is a 6 bedroom flat with a living room, a kitchen, 3 bedroom and a bathroom. My room is the biggest cause I'm the oldest. I turned 27 years old 3 months ago, Kevin is still 24 and Tom is also 27. Yes I know Tom and I are 27 but I'm older than him with six months and that still counts.

I stare at the living room all the cups and bottles are cleared, and the smell of whiskey has been replaced with the smell of sunflowers.

I still can't get the mysterious girl off my mind.

"So what do you think of the place, it's nice right" he comes out from the kitchen, admiring his good work.

"Yes, she's pretty" I say thinking about her.

"Who's pretty?" he ask

"I mean it's nice"

"No you said a girl was" then it finally hit him " you met a girl didn't you"

"No I meant the place is pretty not a girl" I try to hide my embarrassment

"Really cause you never use the word pretty" he says smiling.

"I wanted to try use the word today change"

"Really?" He ask in amusement.

"Yes" I assure him " it was just a slip of the tongue"

"Whatever you say" he says and head to his bedroom.

I go to my bedroom and change to go have a shower.

When I'm done I lay on my bed and notice something.

"Kevin, come In here"

I said holding it. When he's in here I ask.

"Whose panties is this" I throw it to him and he smells it.

"Hmm, I was with two girls last night, Cleo and Kendra. It's smells like Kendra. I'll call her and return it tomorrow"

"Dude your so gross" I get up and push him out the door.

I hear him laugh outside the door and join him In laughter.

~~more hours later~~

It's already 10 and I'm still thinking of her. How she flips her hair when she walks, how she tugged her hair behind her hair when the because of the breeze. What if she's the wife of Mr Jackson or maybe she's his sister.

Either way I can't stop thinking of her.