I Breathe Him

I Breathe Him~ Chapter 7

"What do you think you're doing?" I snapped at him.

"I think i said that im going to pick you up" he said and his jaw was clenched.

"And i said i can go alone" i replied.

"Is anything ok Mr. Aframs?" Greg asked.

"Yes, and you can leave now " Jacob replied dryly. "And Emily, lets get going."

Greg looked between us confused, he then looked at me and i gave him a nod.

"See you tomorrow," i said to Greg and walked with Jacob to his car.
I only accepted to go with him because i don't want to fight with him on the street and in front of Greg.

We got in the car, a minute passed and he hadn't started the car yet.
He looked at me with his heavenly hazel eyes and leaned closer to me, closer and closer until our faces were inches apart. I forgot how to breathe at the moment, he lifted his hand and reached for something behind my right shoulder.

"Safety first," he said in a husky voice, securing me with the seatbelt. Damn it, i thought he was going to- nevermind.

He noticed how nervous i became, because my cheeks heated up and i started playing with my fingrs since i had nothing else to do, he started the car then i heard him chuckling and looking at me.

"What?!" I snapped.

"You're just so cute when you're nervous," he said with a smirk playing along his lips.

"Im not nervous, and can you not say any word until im home please, im so mad at you ok"

"Fine. but just to let you know, im not taking you home,"

"What?" My eyes widened, "then were are we going?"

"To my place." He replied.

"No, no no no." I objected. "Im not going with you to your place."

"Why? Are you afraid or something?"

"Why do you always make me do what ever you want?" I asked.

He didn't answer me and started humming randomly as if i didn't say anything. That made me even more angry.

"I hate you" i told him crossing my hands over my chest like a small kid.

"Ah ah ah, don't forget im still your boss" he said making me roll my eyes.

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"Wait for me in the living room please," he said.

"Sure. Whatever you want, sir" i said sarcastically.

I went to the living room and sat on the sofa. Two minutes later he came with two white shopping bags.

"What are these?" I asked.

"These are for you, now go change." He replied.

I looked at him doumbfounded. He handed me the bags, i took opened the first one. It was a beautiful white dress that was tight from up and came down flew reaching mid thighs. I opened the second bag, there was a small light blue bag and pair of blue flowry heels.
These stuff were so beautiful but also expensive.

"I can't accepted them" I trailed off, putting the stuff back in their bags.

"Yes you can, and you will" he said firmly.
"But I-" I started.

"Go. Change" he demanded, with an amused smirk on his lips.

"Fine, where do I change?" I asked, and took the bags with a shrug.
It just bugs me that he orders me around and I can't even argue about it.

"Where can I change?" I asked.

"Here!" He replied and his smirk grew wider. I blushed by the thought of changing in front of him. I didn't reply giving him a glare.

"Fine. The second door on the left in the hall" he murmured.

I followed his directions, once I was in the room I closed the door behind me . I stripped out of my pencil skirt then started unbuttoning my shirt, when I was in nothing but my underwear, I slipped the dress over my head, it covered my curved body perfectly reaching mid thighs, it looked so beautiful, then I put on the heels.
I emptied my work bag and put them in the new purse.
I reached my make up bag that I'm always carrying just in case.
I applied on some light make up consists of eyeliner, mascara and blush. I untied my wavy brown hair and let it loosen reaching my mid back.

When I finished I went back to the living room where Jacob was sitting with a drink in his right hand and his phone in the left one. "Im ready" I announced, causing Jacob to snap his eyes away from the phone and having his full attention on me.

He kept looking me up-down longer than needed making me feel self conscious. "Is there something wrong with what I'm wearing?" I trailed off.

"No, no. You look-" he got cut off by the sound of his phone ringing in his hand, he picked up. "Hello..yeah.. we'll be there in no time" he said hanging off.

"Come on, we're going to be late."

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Jacob's P.O.V

Tonight was the best business dinner I've ever had. We finished and were going back home. I was impressed by Emily, she was really good and clever. She got my company the deal, plus I can't deny how sexy she looked.
I always feel like I need her around me all the time, and I love it when I order her to do something and she gets pissed off but can't say a word.

My driver parked in Emily's driveway.
"Emily w-" I cut my self off when I looked at her and found her laying her head on the window and sleeping peacefully like a baby, I just couldn't wake her up.

"Take us to my house." I ordered my driver. I moved her head gently and placed it on my shoulder. Couple minutes later I felt her small arms wrapped themself around my torso, I couldn't help but wrap mine around her.

I carried her bridal style all the way to my room, I placed her on my bed.
I took off my pants and put on pair of shorts.

I was unbuttoning my shirt but stopped when I heard Emily shuffling in her place, maybe she wasn't comfortable sleeping in a dress and heels.

I went to her side and sat next to her sleeping figure, I tried to straighten her sleeping position into sitting. I took off her shoes and unzipped her dress, I tried to pull it over her head but her hands were loosened and I didn't want to wake her up. I succeed taking her dress off after couple of trials.

I stood up unbuttoning my shirt, I took it off and managed to make Emily wear it. I know it was wrong but I couldn't help but admire the way she looked so sexy in my shirt.
I mean she's so beautiful and I knew that from the first time she was crossing the street and I was about to crash her with my car.

I shrugged off these thoughts and went to the other side of the bed and layed hoping to get some sleep with the sexiest lady sleeping on the other side of my bed.