Acting Royal #Wattys2017

Chapter 7 a

ZAYN

Zayn gasped. She was wearing very plain, simple, cotton underwear, but they were the sexiest things he'd ever seen. Her breasts barely fitted into her bra and he could see her nipples through the thin white cotton–a sight he was not easily going to forget anytime soon. Her hair was a wet mess of fiery red curls and without make-up on, her face was a kaleidoscope of freckles. Although the encounter had been brief, it had been long enough for him to take a mental snapshot of her.

In his mind's eye he moved his gaze from her ample breasts, across her soft stomach and then down to her panties. He couldn't see anything through them, but he could imagine what she looked like. He'd never seen anything more magnificent. Her body was reminiscent of the Venus De milo, a sculpture he admired greatly. She had a Rubenesque figure that had him growing hard right there and then. It felt as if all the blood in his body was rushing in a southerly direction. He was physically throbbing for her. And when she'd dropped to her knees...he thought he was going to explode.

He wanted her so badly.

He needed her.

If he were to choose one dying wish right now, it would be making love to Jenny and holding her in his arms.

God, he must be going mad.

JENNY

Somehow Jenny managed to get ready despite the hot physical flushes of embarrassment that were surging through her body. Every time she thought about what had happened, and what he must think of her body, she felt physically sick and a knot tightened in her stomach.

A knock on the door interrupted her and she froze. She prayed it wasn't Zayn. She crept closer to the door and opened it tentatively. But it wasn't Zayn. It was Rafiq and she had a bone to pick with him. A big one.

"You look lovely." He smiled at her. It wasn't like before though. It was a small tentative smile. "You're upset with me for not telling you about the job." He stated.

"As a matter of fact, I am." Jenny scolded.

"I knew you would be and I'm very sorry." He lowered his head and his tone was deeply apologetic. "I'm sure it was a big shock."

"Shock is an understatement." Jenny said. "This whole thing feels like a crazy storyline out of a weird Horror, Sci-Fi Romance."

"You get those?" a smile twitched in the corners of his mouth.

"You do now." Jenny said gesturing around at the strange environment she'd been thrust into.

"I'm sorry you've been dragged into this. I'm sure if you'd known what the job was, you probably wouldn't have signed up for it." Rafiq looked deeply into her eyes in a way that told her he was no longer hiding anything.

"God," Jenny shook her head, "You have a way about you. As much as I want to be angry with you right now- and I really do- I can't. How is it that you're so nice but you work for an awful man like Zayn—" Jenny cut herself off mid sentence when she saw what looked like genuine sadness well up in Rafiq's eyes. "Sorry, I didn't mean to..." she placated.

Rafiq shook his head. "It's ok. You're right, in many ways. He can be a...a...." Rafiq stopped talking and looked like he was trying to choose the right word, "let's just say he can be a bit of a handful!"

"See, you're nice!" Jenny smiled back at him.

Rafiq extended his arm for Jenny and they started walking down the corridor together. "The thing is, I've known Zayn since he was born. I practically raised him. And while it's true that his behavior is sometimes very, very questionable, certainly when it comes to the opposite sex, believe me when I say he is the most loyal and devoted person I know. And one day, when he does eventually settle down, she will be a very lucky woman."