Our life together

Chapter 12: Love doesn't fix everything, but it should.

*Jessica's POV*

I woke up smiling, he is still laying in bed next to me. He didn't leave. "Good morning Mr. Matthews." I said looking over at him happily. "Good morning Jess." he replied. That was a dry ass good morning. He's on his back staring up at the ceiling. Something's bothering him. "Noah.. are you okay?" I asked. He shook his head quickly. "Oh, yep, uhm, what do you want for breakfast?" he asked standing up. "Eggs, bacon, sausage, steak, corn beef and hash, brownies, orange juice, cinnamon toast, and like thirty strawberries." I said nodding. Ah, there's his smile! "Well, I'll see what I can do, you know, I'm going to have to hire a maid and a chef like your old man." he said shrugging. "I'm surprised you don't already have them." he frowned. "I never really stayed here." I'm glad. "Well, I like when you cook, so we don't need a chef." I said in a giddy voice. He smiled, but left the room.

I joined Noah in the dining room, I can't believe he set the table, but for five people? Ha, maybe he got carried away. "Help yourself Jess." Noah said placing all of the food he made in the middle of the table. "Don't mind if I do!" I said happily. I'm so hungry! He made cheesy scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, waffles, toast, breakfast burritos and even cut up fresh fruit. "Wow, Noah, this all looks amazing. But you made so much, I don't know if we are going to be able to eat all of it." Noah took a seat next to me. "I know, it does look delicious, doesn't it! But we have guests joining us. Also, don't underestimate my eating skills." he said smirking. "Oh.. Who is coming for breakfast?" I asked. Please don't be Anastasia. Please don't be Anastasia. Please, please, please, don't be Anastasia. "Taylor, Tate and Evan." Noah said calmy. Oh. Fuck. "Why? Noah! I have to go change! Look at me, I'm half naked! Don't even get me started with my hair, it looks like I'm homeless. Jesus Christ Noah, you should have warned me." I said standing up. "Stop. Sit down, and eat breakfast with me, now." Noah demanded. "Excuse me?" what the fuck? "Jessica, you look BEAUTIFUL. You always do. Why do you care what you look like in front of them? Is it because my nephew will be here? I do intend to get your little fling out on the table and cleared." Noah said obviously holding back his rage. He is so frustrating. I pouted and sat back down. "Can we not talk about it. Can we just drop it. Please." I whispered. "If we drop it, I can't be with you, I won't be able to date you and fully give you my all, again, if I don't have one hundred percent certainty that he knows you don't want him, and that you know it yourself." Noah said softly. "You did get that last night with Anastasia right? I let you watch me practically shatter the girl, just so you would know my feelings for her and my feelings for you. So are you going to let me have that same satisfaction?" he continued. I took a deep breath. "Well, we were never in love with each other. We never dated, we never had sex, in fact, we never slept in the same bed together.. Soo, you won't get as great of a show." I mumbled. "I'm glad." he smiled. "All I ask is one thing before my breakfast is ruined with your nieces presence." I muttered. "What would that be?" he asked raising his eyebrow, and fucking smiling at me. He makes me want to rip his clothes off right now. "Just kiss me already, on the lips." I said sternly. He chuckled but leaned over and his lips met mine. So soft and sweet. "I love you." I whispered. "I love you too babe." he whispered back.

*Noah's POV*

"Breakfast is amazing Uncle!" Taylor said smiling. "Thank you Tay, but to get down to business. Evan, spill your feelings about Jessica." I spat. "Hmm, well, she's attractive. But to be honest, no intellectual attraction. No offense Jessica, but you're insane, too aggressive, too loud, mean, and it throws me off that you are obsessed with me still.. I mean it was a kiss, then I stuck around to make sure you were alright, because you seemed suicidal. Don't worry, she's all yours uncle." Evan said shaking his head. Wow. Wasn't expecting that. "WHAT!? ARE YOU SERIOUS. Fuck off. You aren't even a good kisser. You literally ain't shit, you mad because I chose your uncle over you? Pretty sure you wanted to fuck this suicidal, obsessive, aggressive, loud, rude and insane girl? Wow. Leave, I didn't even want you here in the first place. GO." Jess shouted. Ah, there she is. "See, crazy bitch." Evan said laughing. Yeah, but she's my crazy bitch. "This is my uncles house, you aren't even dating him, so you have no control over if my brother stays here or not." Taylor said slamming her cup down. Everyone snapped there faces towards me waiting for an answer. "Well, Evan, do not talk about my girl like that, ever again. Do not even go near or speak to her. Taylor, please leave with your brother. I have work in an hour anyways." I said calmly. "Wow. Okay." Taylor said shooting out of her chair and grabbing Tate and Evans arms.

*Noah's POV*

"Noah.. do you really have to go? I mean we are finally, finally dating again and now you're going to leave me alone all day." Jess huffed. Silly girl. "Jess, we aren't dating?" I challeneged. This should be funny. "What do you mean? You want me to leave? But you just called me 'your girl' for what then?" She is glaring at me. It's hilarious. "No, I don't want you to leave, you are my girl, but we aren't dating. Taking things slow Jess, Love doesn't fix everything babe!" I said smirking. "But it should." she responded rather quickly. "Well, I'll see you when I get home wack job. Goodbye, love you." I said walking out the door, before she persuaded me to stay. Which wouldn't be hard for her to do.

I sure have missed a lot. "Mr. Matthews you have 3 meetings today, sir." My secretary called over the intercom. "Okay, thank you Miss. Phillips. Please send your intern out to get me a cup of coffee. What time is my first meeting and with who? Also for what? Well, actually come in here and tell me, after you arrange my coffee." I called back over the intercom. After a minute or two she came into my office. Practically falling over. "Careful Miss. Phillips." I acknowledged her and she turned a cherry red. "I'm sorry sir, uhm, my intern is out getting you a coffee right now, four creams, four sugars. But your first meeting is in ten minutes with the men from Russia, who would like to sell you a plot of land to build on... This is a big opportunity Mr. Matthews..." she said glaring at me. "Wow, didn't think this would ever happen. Okay, well, I'm ready. Thank you for arranging this and just send them in when they arrive. Remember to offer food and beverage as soon as possible. We want them to feel comfortable." she nodded and scurried out of the room. Perhaps she deserves a raise. This meeting is probably the most important for the company. Billions can come out of this. My company could be the FIRST American business to set up in Russia. Also, there it wouldn't cost have as much for fees, and empolyees. Not that I need anymore money, but it would be a step up. Okay, time to focus. I have prints to go over and shit to study. But the only thing on my mind is Jessica. I wonder what she's up too..

Authors Note:

I had this for like 3 days and just forgot to hit publish, so here ya go. love you all! leave some comments and vote, vote, vote! 😁😁😘💞😊🙌💕