Behind the CEO

Chapter 38

"What's wrong?" Taylor heard Jonathan ask as he entered the kitchen while she washing the dinner dishes. She just rolled her eyes and continued to scrub the skillet. Although, it felt like he had asked her one thousand times back to back. Each time he asked her, she told him that nothing was wrong and that she was fine. Jonathan knew that she was in fact not "fine".

Jonathan just wanted her to communicate with him. He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, the first time in a long time. Any of other time, she would have smiled from ear to ear at the sweet gesture. She absolutely loved when his arms wrapped around her, squeezing her tightly. Whether she was cooking, washing dishes, sleeping, doing her hair or make-up in the mirror. She loved it. She felt safe, warm, secure, and at peace being in his arms. Most importantly, she felt the love that flowed through the blood and veins of his arms as he held her.

At the moment, Taylor was annoyed with the fact that he was going out with his friends. She's been out with Jonathan, Tristan and their friends, so she knew exactly what took place. She knew that women tripped themselves up as they threw themselves at Jonathan. She also knew that he entertained those women. He may not have sex with them but he gave them the time of day. He flirted with them as if Taylor weren't just a few feet away with her friends. But that just ruined the mood and the plans she set for tonight. She was ready to tell Jonathan exactly how she felt about him and how she didn't want him to be just sex to her. She was ready to take their relationship to the next level.

"Why do you keep asking me that?" Taylor replied with a bit of attitude in her voice. It was Jonathan's fourth time asking her the same exact question- she was annoyed.

"Because something is wrong with you. You told me that you wanted to talk and now you're giving me the silent treatment."

"How am I giving you the silent treatment if I'm literally talking to you?" Frustrated, Taylor asked. "I've been trying to talk to you all day."

"Well, now you're being short with me and it feels like the silent treatment."

"I've responded to everything you've said." Dryly, she replied.

Jonathan sighed. "Aight, Tay." He said, giving up. "I'm going to go get ready."

"Okay." Taylor said as she rolled her eyes. She was even more annoyed that he was calling her "Tay". Jonathan only called her by her nickname when he was annoyed or upset with her. She was always "Taylor". She didn't understand why he was upset or annoyed, she didn't feel like he had a right to be.

She sighed sadly then turned around to talk to him but she quickly changed her mind. She continued washing the dishes and cleaning the entire kitchen. When she finished, she joined Joy and Serenity in the living room. The two of them were sitting on the couch watching Frozen.

Just like any other time, Joy hopped on Taylor's lap and Serenity rested her head on her arm. It wasn't for very long, though. She gently placed Joy on the other side of sister and headed to his bedroom.

She loved Jonathan more than words could express. Only her heart could comprehend how deeply and strongly she felt. She refused to allow another day to pass without trying to express her feelings. There was no way that she was going to let him go out and be surrounded by women thirsting for him.

Jonathan was standing in front of the mirror in his bathroom, with a towel wrapped around his waist. He was fresh out of the shower, so he wasn't completely dry. Taylor stood in the doorway, admiring the water gliding down his chest and biceps. His arms were her favorite part of his body, other than his dick. Which was very visible through the towel.

"Why are you pouting?" Jonathan asked as he plugged in his clippers. He was growing his hair out a little bit but he did give himself a line up when needed.