I'm really glad I invested in these solid oak doors with electronic locks, because my little innocent flower has been trying to pry this door open for the last 10 minutes. I mean she probably wouldn't have been able to open a normal locked door, but still, it's pretty humorous. Just seeing her try to wiggle the knob or kick the door like a crazy maniac is quite comical in the viewer's eyes. Which would be mine.

After a few more tugs and kicks, she finally gave up and stomped over to the couch in front of my desk. The anger on her face was a mixture of adorable and fucking hot. That my dick grew hard but I couldn't help but let out a chuckle at the same time. She mumbles a quiet 'shut up' and then tucks her knees into her chest.

It took me a matter of seconds to realize that she was actually crying and that I fucked up for the umpteenth time today. Which made me come to the conclusion that I have no idea how to deal with women. Like at all.

Not knowing what else to do, I get up to go and hug her. Those seem to usually work. Before my arms even wrap around her delicate frame, I'm shoved away. "L-leave me alone J-Jason." she hiccups.

Deciding that the only way to fix things was to give what she wants. So I told her. Maybe not the whole story, but a general idea of it. Okay, a few ploy holes as well in the mix.

"My men found some information on your parent's killers. We're just trying to receive more information for that. Plus I have the normal stuff I do for my job to add on. I've just been busy sweetheart. That's all. But I'm finally taking a break. I wanted to spend the day with you today."

A look of regret and sadness crosses over her face. Oh shit... did I make everything worse? But before I can question how stupid of a man I have become, my Angel jumps right into my arms. "Oh Jason I am so sorry! I was such a brat and this whole time you have been trying to help me! Will you please forgive me!" If this woman was any stronger, I'm sure she would have been choking me due to her squeezing my neck with her arms. "Angel it's okay. You were just worried about me. I appreciate that. I'm not mad."

After I finally settle her down and inform her ten times that I do forgive her, I let her know she can leave my office if she wants. She shakes her head no and went over to my book shelf. Once she found a book that interested her, she sat right back down on the couch and started to read. Well I guess I won't be alone today then.

Once my clock stroke noon, I decided that we should probably get some food. "You want to go grab some lunch sweetheart?" A stomach growl and a gorgeous blush from her confirms the lunch break. I took hold of her delicate hand and lead her to the kitchen. "What do you want today?" I looked over my shoulder to see her getting comfortable in the chair by wiggling her butt. Day dreaming that that chair was my lap, I had to ask Lilly to repeat herself since I obviously wasn't paying attention. "Can we do ham sandwiches and some chips?" I nod my head and went straight for the fridge.

Once I finished whipping up our meal, I caught Lilly gazing at the pool again. "Would you like to go for a swim?" With ham sandwich still in her mouth she mumbled a rushed "Yes please!". We quickly cleaned everything up, Lilly's orders not mine, since apparently we should't over work Maria.

Once the kitchen was spotless, I basically dragged her up to our room to give her the swim suit I had Maria buy the other day. I quickly handed it to her and shoved her into the bathroom.

I'm shoved into the bathroom, and I'm starting to think that Jason is more excited about swimming more than me. I start to put on the suit I was given, but once it was on, I looked in the mirror. The flimsy piece of fabric showed more of my skin than my underwear. I hesitated to change or to at least cover myself up. Jason did give this to me as a gift and it would be rude to not wear it. On the other hand, I'm extremely uncomfortable.

Before I could decide what to do, Maria bursts into the bathroom. "Damn girl! You look really fucking good!" she squeals. A cringe runs across my face due to her blunt words. "Thank you." I barely whisper back with the biggest smile I could muster... which wasn't really that big. "Okay, I was informed to escort you to the pool. Jason is already swimming. I've never seen this man act so giddy." As she was telling me this, I was already being dragged out of the room and rushed down the stairs.

On the way to the pool, we did pass Anthony in the kitchen. I was mortified and the look on his face showed he was not comfortable either. With a quick "Good afternoon ladies." he walked straight out while clearing his throat awkwardly. The regret of not covering up or changing instantly raced through my head. This was a bad idea. A very bad idea.

Maria pushed me out to the pool and I just stood there, unsure on what to do. I saw Jason currently swimming laps in the pool but once he was in the middle of one lap, he instantly stopped. He looks up at me and started to choke on water, creating a large coughing fit.

Freaking out that I might have to start doing the heimlich, I jumped right into the pool to go and help him. "Jason! Jason are you okay?!" I scream. I tried pounding on his back as hard as I could to help get whatever water he inhaled to come right out. A few moments later, he finishes coughing and clears his throat. "I'm fine Angel. Thank you. I just wasn't expecting you to look that good in the suit." I could feel an instant blush heat up on my cheeks. Jason started to chuckle and I slapped him on the shoulder. He grabbed me by the waist and gave me a hug. But this hug was slightly different. Instead of his head in the crook of my neck or on top of my head, he was laying directly on top of my chest.

I will say I was blessed in my genetics for my breast, but having my crush use my boobs like a pillow made me slightly self-conscious. "H-hey, um, Jason can w-we swim now?" To my relief, he removed his head and gave me a giant smile, showing off his teeth. "Sure Angel!"

We played volleyball, tag, and Marco Pollo for a few hours, that once Jason decided that we should head inside, I was exhausted. Me secretly wanting Jason's touch, I asked him if he could carry me to our room. Usually I'm not this straight forward, but for some reason I knew he would say yes. His form of saying yes though was instantly picking me up bridal style before I could finish my words. But I'm not complaining, his body heat made everything so much better.

Once we reached the bedroom, I suddenly realized that I was still in the extremely revealing bathing suit. Trying to cover myself up, Jason hands me some of his clothes and tells me to go get change. It amazes me sometimes that he can read my mind and body language so easily.

I took a quick shower and came right out to see Jason staring at his bed in confusion. "What are you doing?" I asked quietly so I wouldn't scare him. He snaps out of whatever world he was stuck in and looked over at me. He looked me up and down with a glint in his eyes. Trying to get him to focus on something else but me I let him know he can lay down in the bed. Instantly, he jumped on the bed like a child and patted where I slept to tell me to join him.

If I was still blind, I would have thought he was an actual dog or child. He was sitting on the bed, but his body was bouncing up and down like he couldn't stay still. "Angel come to bed!" he whined. Yes, definitely a child. A six foot three, massive, man child. Honestly, I doubt this man has ever killed a fly.

Before I was able to even get my entire body on the bed, his arm wrapped around my waste and pulled my body into his warm chest. Seconds later, he tucks his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling a deep breath. "Hmmmm you smell so good." he mumbled, making his whiskers tickle my neck. A giggle escaped from me and I turned my body around to face him.

"Goodnight Jason." I whispered softly.