Unleashed

Chapter Seven: Indiscretions

Emma Riley

Lakeside Apartments
The Next Morning

I slept like crap, unable to stop my mind from racing. Thinking of Ryker Fox, obviously. Thinking of all the things that could happen working for him..both good and bad.

I had to admit, part of me was excited to see him again. Part of me..hated myself for being excited to see him again.

I ran into a problem as I once again stood in my bedroom, my hair still damp and in nothing but my bra and underwear.

I couldn't decide what to wear. Again. Ryker  told me to dress however I felt comfortable, so I had planned to just wear a t shirt and sweats. But now, there was a part of me..that wanted to look cute.

I rolled my eyes at myself, knowing exactly how ridiculous I sounded. I'm going to clean his penthouse. I'm not getting ready for a date. Looking cute isn't exactly the point.

On the other hand..maybe it would look best if I didn't look cute. If I really planned to keep things professional between us, it might be easier getting him to behave in a t shirt and lazy sweatpants.

Besides..I've already been with someone who was ashamed of me, and I have no intention of ever doing it again. If he has a problem with a woman not looking like a supermodel every damn second of the day, I am just not the one. It's best he finds that out now.

That settled my mind. I put on a pair of comfy but cute pink sweatpants and a loose fitting white top. I couldn't help but cringe at the thought of getting coffee on my white shirt. Note to self: say 'no' to coffee.

I decided to leave my hair down today, but took a white hair tie and put it around my wrist just in case I got too hot and changed my mind while I was cleaning.

I decided to take my ipod and headphones today and put it in one of my pockets, also  just in case. Hypothetically, if I'm cleaning an area where no one is around it's not going to hurt anything.. right?

I walked to my bathroom mirror and began putting on a bit of foundation and mascara, just to even out my face and bring out my eyes. I'm not trying to look fancy, but I'm also not trying to look dead.

I flushed as I looked myself over in the mirror after applying my mascara, being reminded of Ryker's compliments on my eyes. That moment between us was..well, intense. I think he might have felt it too.

I guess I'm ready? I should probably eat some cereal or something first, though. Gina  had already left when I woke up so I shouldn't have to worry about being grilled again.

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, and I pulled it out..looking at the Caller ID. 'Satan Himself' it said. Fuck, what was Carl  wanting?

"Hello?" I answered, sounding annoyed even to me. My boss was so sexist and rude, I hated talking to him.

"Emma."  His voice sounded friendlier than usual, which caught me off guard. "How's it going?"

Huh?! 'How's it going?' Seriously? "Um..its going good, Carl. How are things with you? I was about to head over to Mr. Fox's house in a few minutes." I said, still caught off guard by his friendliness but wanting to be professional.