The next day was crazy and frankly I didn't want to be where I am right now, which was with Dr. Charles KazRan on his boat out on the water drinking champagne. He currently is in the kitchen ordering lunch for us, I remembered when he called this morning sending a chill down my spine.
I groaned as the phone Harry got me just for it to be my fake phone started ringing, I rolled off of him and looked at the time which read that it was six in the morning. I grabbed it and sat up in bed answering it "Hello?"
"Good morning Miss Justian," Dr. Charles' voice came from the other side, don't ask about the name Harry chose it for me and honestly Sky Justian just is a retarded name. "I was wondering if I can pick you up in two hours and we can spend the day together?" I sighed and looked over my shoulder as Harry turned on the lamp next to the bed before propping himself up on his elbow raising a tired eyebrow.
"Yes sounds fine, I'll meet you downstairs in the lobby at eight."
"Sounds perfect my dear see you soon." after that he hung up the phone, I closed the phone and threw it in the floor before turning and looking at Harry.
"Charles? What he want? and at six o'clock in the morning?"
"Shh." I told him as I smiled and pulled the covers over us while climbing on top of him.
"My dear are you okay?" asked Dr. Charles making me cringe and open my eyes erasing the imagines of me and Harry this morning.
"I'm fine." I smiled at him as he kissed my shoulder. You know the wig I'm wearing its fucking itching the crap out of my head right now, and I feel like this bikini is too small which was probably Dr. Creepy's idea since he bought it for me and it's towards the end of October.
"Good good, the chef has told me it would be thirty minutes before lunch was ready."
"Okay sounds fine." at least he's feeding me this time, he just better stay on his side on the chairs and not come near me with or anything. Sure enough lunch couldn't of come faster because he started oiling up my body which made me feel so uncomfortable. If there was one thing I hate about being the distraction it's when the guys get handsy with me like Dr. Charles is doing right now. But it's part of the job description.
"Turn over my dear." he said moving away from me, oh no if he thought I was going to let him oil my front when I didnt even want him oiling my back he's crazy. I sat up and shook my head.
"I can do my front." I sat taking the oil from him.
"Oh but I would like too."
"Must I remind you Dr. Charles that I am not one of those women?" I said putting oil on my legs and , he nodded and smiled while pointing at me.
"Of course, Im sorry."
I just nodded before someone came out and whispered in his ear, he looked at me and told me lunch was ready. I stood up and he offered me a cover up. "I don't want anyone else making eyes at my girl." he said making me cringe before taking it and covering up, I followed him inside to a table set for two with candles and everything. We sat down and ate lunch, he talked about himself again and I wasn't sure if I was able to finish this day without killing myself. He picked up my hand and kissed it. "There's this art gallery thing tomorrow, would please be my date?"
I smiled. "I'd love to."
"Great my dear, I hope you've brought a dress that's fancy and sexy enough for this event." He said as his eyes trailed down my body. I blushed and nodded.
"I'm always prepared." I gave him a wink before he ushered me back outside, for the rest of the afternoon we sunbathed and swam in the pool that he had on his boat. Of course he talked about himself yet again, it was close to 6 when I stood up causing him to raise his head. "It's time for me to go, I'm sorry."
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Teen Fiction"You don't need someone to complete you...You only need someone to accept you completely." ♡ Jessica Tucker moved to London to escape her terrible past. She's hardly selfish ever and told herself a long time ago...