The Protection Program

TPP : Chapter X

Her eyes fluttered open as she took in a deep breath, his voice filled the room as he talk on the phone casually to whoever it was. The more she listened the more she realized it wasn't much casual, he was sex talking and it was kind of awkward at the fact that she was in the room.

"damn girl, you got me so hard right now."

She rolled her eyes, from what she could see he wasn't hard at all. She purse her lips together trying her hardest not to laugh, her deep dimples flashed as he continued to make up lie after lie to this girl on the phone. Probably one of his sex toys that he brought over to his house, or a new stripper, maybe she would earn the name number 3. She turned her head and looked out the window as she wrap her arms around herself, giving herself a warm hug. That was needed, a hug, but not from anybody here. She didn't understand why she was having all these reminiscing dreams from her past, she hadn't had any while she was locked up and now all of the sudden its all she could think about.

"Alright, i'll see you later boo. bye."

He pulled the phone from his ear and locked it before putting it back in the pocket of his suit blazer, he glanced over at Nina who look out the window oblivious to the fact that his call was over

"um...Nina.."

She turned her head and looked at him, her eyes were a bit heavy as if her nap wasn't long enough. He had a look of embarrassment on his face and by god he should, it was a bit ridiculous that he had the call at all let alone at his job. She stared at him, but not in the eyes, eye contact ended badly just like bad weather. Superstition number 2 out of about a billion

"Nina, how long have you been awake?"

She swallowed down at the lump that had been in her throat since she arrived in Canada, it didn't help any but oh well. Props for trying, right? She didn't say anything, she looked away not wanting to speak, if he truly wanted her to answer that he would have been persistent, but he wasn't so she didn't answer. She fiddled with the ends of her hair once again, similar to how she did before her nap

"Did you hear my phone call?..."

She could tell he was holding his breath, awaiting the answer that he hoped wasn't a yes. She looked at him and shook her head no, she knew she was lying but she didn't want to make him feel as shitty as he looked right about now. Oliver told her when he first met her it was a good thing they were partnered together because he was trying to clean his record, he was trying to look good for the community by taking in someone who was in need. But there were two things wrong with that statement

1: she wasn't in need

and

2: How was he supposedly going to clean his slate when he invited a different stripper over every night and had phone sex at work?

It was all confusing to her but she didn't dare ask, that would lead to conversation which was on the bottom of her to-do list. He took in a deep breath and nodded his head slowly, a look of relief flushed across his face, he smiled as he stood up. Her gaze moved from the window and up at him as he walked over to her, he squatted down getting eye level with her but she didn't look at him directly, her gaze moved back to the window

"You don't talk much...your held back and i really want to know why. You seem like a sweet girl."

Her jaw muscle tightened as he put his hand on top of hers, it was a friendly gesture and she understood that but she didn't like it. She pulled her hand away slowly but was only interrupted by him grabbing it himself and holding it in his, her heart raced as she prayed to god that he would let go.

"Its like you don't like me or something, im taking good care of you aren't I? aren't we friends?"

She kept her gaze out the window and on the people down in the streets, wishing she were one of them more then ever at this moment. He used his thumb to caress the top if her hand in a caring manor and she knew that as well but she hated that even more. She snatched her hand away and stood up, backing up a little at the same time

"i have to go to the bathroom."

He stood up and smiled kindly while feeling around in his pocket, within five seconds he pulled out another silver wrapper that she knew all to well. She looked down on it greatly as he tore it in half once again, he stuck his hand out as a gesture for her to take it. She hesitated before taking it quickly and holding it between her fingers

"I like strawberry gum too, that's a fact.....Your turn."

With that he turned on his heels and began to walk to the door with her following right behind him.