Give Me Life

Chapter 9. Jared

"My ass is getting hairier." Jared mumbled, as he looked at his cheeks through the mirror.

Katrina patted his arm.

Him being too comfortable around her made her giggle, she pulled up his leggings for him. "Stop being naked around me.. And you thought Devlin was trying to kill you before?" She exclaimed.

He snorted.

"I wish he would..." He mumbled.

Katrina didn't know men could wear leggings.

It was Devlin's newest design from D.I, The beige and black leather leggings had the sales going up. Devlin worked on the project while they were in Catalina, he decided to release it today.

Jared immediately loved them.

It was like they were calling his name.

As he put them on, his eyes lit up. "Man my ass looks good." He turned to his side and looked in the mirror. Katrina had to admit, they did fit him, his muscles showing underneath his shirt made him giddy. "They look really good on you!" Katrina exclaimed, he rubbed her belly and gushed.

Katrina pulled her maternity dress down that she borrowed from Tigranui and peacefully sighed. She was supposed to train Jude the other day, she wondered if Devlin cared that she didn't, he hasn't brought it up, so she felt like she was in the clear. In the morning, Devlin talked Jared into working with him for the afternoon; The men quarreled, and laughed, finally coming to an agreement that he would work for him during the week. But... Only under the condition that he couldn't boss him around.

"That's d stupidest thing I've ever heard.. You're dat sensitive? C'mon, are you kidding me?" Devlin heatedly replied, Jared shrugged. "If only you could see how mean you are... Katrina can't see it because she's blinded by sex, but I see you... You boss her around a lot, and don't deny it." He argued, he was confident about his first day of knowledge, and Devlin was ruining the moment for him. He was going to be interning for his father for two hours also. He figured Devlin must have said something to his dad about working for him, because his father strictly just said two hours. "Who interns for two damn hours? They're trying to play me." Jared thought, eyeing Devlin in the living room. It was seven o' clock in the morning, and he wasn't excited about working with him; He was hungry, and Art's maids seemed like they were taking way too long to prepare breakfast. "Am I getting spoiled over here... Or is it just me?" He decided to test the theory, he motioned Devlin to follow him, and he did so, but gave Jared a questioning look. They were in the hallway away from the kitchen; Art's home was huge enough that Jared figured that they couldn't hear them talking, he still whispered to him.

"Is it me? Or is your lovely maids taking a long ass time with breakfast? I thought it was always done at six?" He groaned, Devlin leaned back on the wall and folded his arms, he chuckled and slapped Jared hard on the back. "Mother said since you guys have been in d house for two weeks now, you might as well be a part of dis family and eat like us." He exclaimed, Jared knew it... He was spoiled rotten.

"So what time is breakfast initially ready?" He eagerly asked, his stomach growled, the smell of sausages and pancakes did something to him. He felt like his insides were bleeding just by smelling that sweet homemade jam, Devlin smirked. "Nine-Thirty." He grinned. Jared widened his eyes, he had to leave by seven. "Is this because I've been dissing his mom? Maybe I should flirt a little, wiggle my ass in front of her or something?" Jared groaned. "But I'm hungry." He whined, laughing, Devlin motioned for him to follow him to the kitchen.