Mr. President

Chapter 14

"Yes? Who is it?" I say, hoping it is just a hotel working restocking towels or something and not John. I wouldn't be so lucky.

He opens the door and sees me wearing one of his white-silk nightgowns. I took my bra off so I hope he can't see too much. I quickly cover up my chest with my arms and he lets out a small laugh.

"You don't have to cover up in front of me, seriously. You are absolutely stunning Scarlett, you should never feel ashamed."

This time I laughed. "Well, as nice as that is, I am not ashamed of my body at all, I keep a very strict diet and measure myself every day. I know that I am beautiful. However, I am a lady and I prefer not to be seen by any man I am not with in this way."

"Well I'm glad to hear that you take care of your body. It shows. Any man who gets to be with and see you like this is a lucky man." He says, staring in my eyes.

I've never let myself notice how truly beautiful this man is. I can't do this. I try to clear my head of any bad thoughts.

"Come sleep with me tonight?" He looked really vulnerable and innocent while asking.

"Haven't you heard a word I've said? I can't do this with you John. Any of this." I close my eyes tightly and when I open them, he just looks disappointed.

"I know, I know. But I have a hard time sleeping with all of the stress I'm under. That's why I call you at night sometimes. Hearing your soft angelic voice soothes me and it helps me fall asleep. We won't do anything. I promise I won't lay a finger on you. Just lay with me and talk." He was pleading.

"I don't know about this." I looked around nervously.

"I'm begging you." He looked so sad and sweet. A truly burdened man.

"Fine. But only this time and absolutely no touching." I gave in.

He grinned wider than I've ever seen. "You won't regret it."

I had a feeling that I would.