The Billionaires Big PHAT Secret

Chapters Thirty-two

Who turned on the light. Why is my room so bright? I was mentally arguing in my sleep. I turned a few times until I finally found a position to avoid some of the light.

A minute later my eyes popped open, unfortunately I am one of those people. Once I'm up, I'm up. I may have cursed a few time under my breath, but I wasn't sure because I was too busy killing the light rays with daggers from my eyes if it was possible.

I was too lazy to move at the moment so I just stayed there, admiring how flawless the ceiling was. My mind then drifted back to last night's events.

Last night was fun, all we did was watched a movie. I don't even think I remember what movie it was cause we mostly talking through it. Not that I mind or anything it was actually nice. We realized that we were having fun.

We talked mostly about random things. Whenever a personal question would pop up, we both knew how to avoid it are answer without going into details.

Half way through the movie I was feeling tired. I tried not to fall asleep but it was too strong. Joshua offered me his shoulder to rest my head on, before I knew it I was snuggling into his chest. His scent only encouraged the sleep, it was so welcoming and comforting.

What if we do get in a relationship and I develop feelings. .......very.....strong feelings for him. I put my all in it, he ends cheating on me just like Tony did and then leaves me. What would I do then?

Probably kill yourself. Companionship is good and all of that, but I don't think its worth the heartache that comes with it.

Not that he isn't attractive.......hell what am I saying. He's like a Greek god robed in white. I don't even know what to call what is going on between the two of us.......if there is anything going on.

Am I the only one of the two of us giving this so much thought? Does it even as much as cross his mind?

I growled in frustration and kicked the covers off. Maybe I was over thinking but I don't want to go through that pain again.

Maybe I should make a move before anything further. I have no choice, its better to be safe than sorry. I know Liz is going to be disappointed and may even hate me temperary, but a girls got to do what a girls got to do.

After my mental argument on what move to make, shower and breakfast I cleaned the house. It felt like cleaning my house, only three times. That's how big the damn house is.

When I got down stairs the house was empty as usual. Joshua had already left for work. Ever since I started working here, Bev hardly came.

I finished my cleaning spree in Joshua's office and it was perfect because I can relax and read.

I got the book from it's place but the damn thing slipped from my hand and hit the floor. Halfway down to retrieve it from the floor my back betrayed me.

"Holy cakes" was the only thing I managed to get out. I literally crawled over to the couch, oh so carefully I got on to it. My life sucks. I feel so old. I pulled my phone from my pocket.

"I need to get away" I sent Liz a quick text and I got a reply immediately.

"The club 8"

"I don't want to go to the club" is this girl trying to kill me? I said I want to get away, not kill myself. I was lying on a couch with a back ach, I ain't got no time for no tight ass dress and heels. If I wanted to kill myself I would probably go watch Joshua as he showers.

"You know what make that 7 and you best be dressed to impress or else I'll do it for you."

"But I don't wanna" The scary part was I know that she was serious.

"You best be ready when I get there and you better be looking like a slut. Now get off my phone and don't contact me for the rest of the day unless your asking advice on what to wear. Bye. Later. Love you."

She is crazy, I still don't know why we are friends it puzzles me daily. I picked up the book from its resting place on my belly and turned to where I left off.

*****
"Is this sluty enough for you? Or should I just take off the dress and just wear what's underneath?" I asked liz who was sitting next to me in the drive seat of her car.

"You know that's not a bad idea. What kind of panties do you have on? Please don't tell me you got on some granny panties" I felt so embarrassed.

"Liz! For your information they ain't no granny panties, plus they are extremely comfortable and they support me around there"

She only burst out laughing. "I'm sorry honey but I don't think one granny panty can support the world."

"I feel sorry for you."

"No need to. You should be for yourself because you're going to die a nun."

"No I won't." I was whining at that point.

"If you let Joshua get away last night with only just a kiss, yea you are."

Well not that I didn't want more but something keeps stopping me. Its as if there is an automatic switch in head that just flicks off whenever someone gets close. "I think I'm going to put a stop to whatever is going on between the both of us"

"No you won't. Not if I'm still breathing, you know you like him so don't. Just act on your heart and not your head cause you might end up losing."

When she wasn't being a lesbian or annoying me she talked sense. Liz is right.

Liz knocked me from my line of thoughts. "Oh my word, I sound so smart right there didn't I?" This girl is something else, she different but I like it.

When we got to the club it was packed, the line outside was rediculous. Lucky for me Liz took the back way. The music was pumping, people where on the dance floor grinding on each other, drunk from the music playing.

Liz disappeared in the crowd for a minute. She went over and whispered something in the bar tenders ear, then she was back.

"Lets go" she pulled me up a flight of stairs, down a hall way that had doors on both sides. She stopped at the end of the hall at a door and opened it. When I stepped inside I was shocked.

"What are you doing here?" I'm going to kill Liz, and hang her from her neck using that damn dress of hers. Just what I needed.