His Pet

Part 6

I woke up to see Tanya's face as patted my shoulder to try and wake me up. I jumped and let out a quiet yelp. She giggled at my reaction.

"Sorry if I scared you. Sir wanted to make sure you ate before you met him in his studio."

Nodded at her as I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, and got out of bed.
"Don't worry about making your bed. I'll make it once I take you to the kitchen," She said to me when I starting to make my bed.

"Oh sorry," I apologized as I felt the heat rush to my face. I followed her out of my room and down the corridor that led to the kitchen. The house looked more inviting with the sun shining through the windows.

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I smelled bacon as I entered the kitchen. It was charming and rustic. Dark mahogany wood ran along the floor and cupboards. Cooking on the stove was a man who was frying bacon.

I looked to Tanya expecting her get the man's attention to find her already gone. I cursed her in my head angry at her for leaving me to introduce myself. I stood there wondering how to start the conversation when he turned around.

His golden blonde hair was in a loose bun that had strands of hair left out. He looked to be 6 foot and was kinda lanky.  His dark blue eyes met my brown ones and he gave me a cheeky smile revealing two dimples. He was very attractive.

"You must be the new girl, right?" I nodded at him still nervous too respond.

"Well nice to meet you I'm Nate," he stood out his hand waiting for me to grab it. As I shook his hand I said,
"I'm Gabriela but call me Gabby."

"Hope you like bacon and eggs Gabby because it's too late to make something." He winking at me implying that he was joking. His contagious personality forced me to laugh at his joke.

As I sat down and waited for my food I decided to question Nate.

"So what do you know about the guy who lives here."

He chuckled at my question. He replied, "I just got hired about a week ago so I know just as much as you." He turned towards me to put my plate down. I didn't realize how hungry I was until there was food in front of me.

I picked up the bacon and bit into it. I sighed with the satisfaction of eating actual good food after having the food that was served in the cell.

Nate smiled at my reaction  and said, "Yeah, I get that all of the time." I smiled at him stuck out my tongue. He turned back around to clean up and I ate silently.

"I'm done," I said as I slid my plate towards him, and he picked up my plate.
"Well, I think this is where we say goodbye Gabby." I smiled and nodded at him.

Before I left I asked, "Do you know where his studio is." I could see the creases in his forehead as he thought of an answer.

"Down the hallway on the second right I think." I smiled at his uncertainty and waved him goodbye.

Once again, I felt a pit in my stomach as I walked down the hallway. With each step I took more doubts and worry filled my head. I knocked twice when I reached the door. I heard a soft "come in" and I slowly opened the door.

When I walked in, the smell of cigarettes filled my lungs. I saw the floor covered with tarp. There were paintings hung along the walls and blank canvas leaning against the walls. There was an elegant burgundy couch with gold trimming in the center.

He was wearing a black turtleneck with black slacks and black socks.
His hair looked messy as if he was repeatedly running his fingers with it. He had a grey canvas on top of easel in front of him. He was sitting in a chair and sat with his right ankle laying on top of his left knee.

"Close the door," he commanded and I immediately shut the door. He pointed out in front of him, "Stand here." I looked down at my feet and hurried over to the area. He cleared his throat, and I looked up at him.

My breath hitched at the intensity that his eyes held. He looked my up and down and studied me. My eyes widened as he said,

"Take off you clothes."