You're Not Alone

Chapter 7

I opened the door and I rushed inside with a worried look in my face, she had stubbed her big toe on the corner of her bed and was covered with nothing but a white cotton towel that covered her chest and down to halfway from her hips to her knees. She was started by my sudden entrance and her towel undid itself and started to fall to the ground, my mind trying to save me made everything slow motion. So I got to see every second for longer giving me enough time to execute a move to keep things from getting awkward. A plan rushed through my mind at the moment and I had two options, keep the towel from falling or close the door after you exit fast. Two issues were present though, I was halfway into the room and the door was closing so I wouldn't make it out on time before the towel fell. A glimpse to my left and then a glimpse to the bed on the right side of me. Wait! Bed sheets, that's it. I should've thought of it sooner.
With a swift flip and twist of the wrist as I grabbed the bed sheets and a soft tug I managed to remove the bed sheet from the bed without moving anything else on the bed like a magician. And lifted up over my head and covered myself with it so that no matter what happened I still couldn't see anything even if the towel fell, I threw myself to the floor where I remained seated. No reflections to reflect her image since I'm covered all around. "Mind me not ma'am, please hurry and get dressed so that we could get down to business and so that I can remove these sheets because it's getting really hot under here and I'm being toasted alive. Tell me when you are finished so that I don't end up on the news with the headline saying, Pervert found under bed sheets in the Jones Estate! Or something along those lines making me look like the bad guy."
"Sorry, I wasn't expecting you to have come in here right now. I was expecting you in five to ten minutes, I do deeply apologize for this chain of events. I didn't expect to have been in this position ever and especially not with you." A grin appeared in her face but I couldn't see her, I could tell by the way she spoke. No real sympathy or regret was audible in her voice. "Are you alright underneath there though? Do you require some water or anything to help you cool yourself off?" She started to lift the sheet from the front with a glass of water on her hand. Her feet became visible and I panicked grabbing the sheets and pulling on them keeping my eyes from even having the slightest peek at her, how dare I even lay an eye on naked feet! She was still half-naked and trying to seduce me but I wasn't giving in. I couldn't give in.
I love my wife Stella so I can't go and look at another woman's body. That and if I do I will be shocked, I made a vow that I will only love her and be intrigues by her and if I ever looked at a woman that may I be struck with a lightning and little did I know that making that kind of a promise to a sorcerer could be lethal and deadly. "Alright I'm all dressed, let's go I'll show you the area I want you to work on and make your magic happen." She proclaimed with such a high strong voice and a demanding tone that made me get back up to my feet with a swift launch of the ground grabbing one corner of the sheets and spreading it all over the bed. Time moved slow again and I was able to make her bed like it used to be before the sheets were removed.
"Impressed I must say I am, your skills are like non I've ever seen. You must practice that a lot, your wife must really be proud of you and you're single then I know that your future wife will sure like that and enjoy every second she has with you." She said with an innocent tone of flirtation.
"So where do we go to see the working area that I have to evaluate to see if it's doable or almost impossibel?" I tried my hardest to divert her attention from me and to the matter that I actually cared about, my job.
"Very well," she said with a drop of disappointment in her voice. She clapped her hands so loud that the echoed through the halls as she called out, "Simon!"
At his a rival the butler did not hesitate to respond to her call, "You called master? How may may I help you?" Oh the poor man being called like a dog by a shout of his name and claps of the palm as if she was preparing to do a Flamenco dance.
"Go prepare us some Jasmine Tea," she paused and looked at me with a hesitation, "would you like anything Mr. Valentine?"
"Do you have any Chamomile Tea? I could really use some of that right about now, it helps me relax and think clearly." This cursed voice of Gabriel echoed though the halls and into the rooms driving out every maid out of the rooms that they were in to feast their eyes on me, the one with the angelic voice. God I hate how this voice attracts girls onto me like a bug zapper attracts bugs.
"One Jasmine Tea and a Chamomile Tea Simon, now go and prepare them for us and take them to us outside. And as for the rest of you get to work," she said loudly but mumbled "he is mine, you hear!" Catching my attention but but I continued to ignore what those words could mean as I heard her whole life story as we walked towards the yard. Just one continent away from her back yard, felt like I had just walked through China to get to her yard. Oh gosh my feet are killing me since she was just buying herself time with me by taking me through the wrong halls and into rooms that were "vacant" but open to be "filled in" by me as she would put it.

Will we finally make it to the yard after walking to this labirynth known as the Jones Estate?

Will I make it through the day without a scratch or being struck by a lightning bolt?

Will I actually receive my Chamomile Tea?! That's the most important question here!