Veronica burst into Jason's room. Jason was deep asleep. She used a pillow and hit him on the face.
Jason starts waking up, groaning when he sees her.
"Rise and shine CEO" She said mockingly.
Jason groaned again and lay back, trying to sleep.
"Veronica it's 7:00am in the morning"
Veronica hit him again.
"Remember what you said to me yesterday. That you'd make it up to me because you were absent during my party"
Jason opened his eyes and looked at her. She was still in her pajamas. Which meant it was a Saturday seeing as she was always up and ready to go to work by 6:00.
"So?"
Veronica threw the pillow on his face.
"I want you to make breakfast"
Jason sat up. "Really Ronica? You know I hate cooking..."
"But you're such a great cook" Veronica folded her arms with a frown. "And that's the only way to make it up to me"
Jason was hesitant.
"You have 30 minutes to come downstairs. We're all waiting" Then she leaves.
Janvier comes in after some minutes. Jason was out of the shower by that time. He had a towel around his waist and he was wiping his hair with a smaller towel.
"Good morning Jason". She was also in pajamas.
"You're in a good mood" He frowned. "What's wrong"
Janvier frowned at him. "Is it wrong if I'm in a good mood"
"No" He said quickly. He didn't want any trouble. Janvier was one woman, he should never get angry.
He sat beside her on the bed wiping his hair.
But he really wanted to know why she was in a good mood. The grin she had on was really scary.
"Veronica said you're making breakfast for every one. You know....I've missed your pancakes. It's been a while since you cooked"
"I really don't want to cook" then he muttered. "You know why I stopped cooking. I wish I could make Veronica understand"
Janvier became a bit sad when he said that. She just nodded. Then she adds.
"Do you need some help"
Jason stands up.
"With dressing"
"Silly. With cooking"
"Okay. Yeah I need your help. It's been a while you know. I may have forgotten how to cook"
Janvier giggles. "Not with me. Sophia"
He turned. "Sophia?"
She gave him a knowing look.
"Is there a problem"
......
There was silence in the kitchen.
Sophia was breaking eggs into a glass bowl while Jason was brewing coffee.
He kept sneaking glances at her, admiring her. She had taken a shower and she was in one of Janvier's dresses. The dress stopped just a bit above her knees. Her hair was put in a tight pony tail and her face was scrubbed of any hint of makeup. Her natural beauty matched the morning sunlight that seeped its way into the kitchen.
Sophia finally looked at him. She looked back at the bowl, a bit shy.
"Why are you looking at me like that"
"I wasn't looking"
"You were"
"Okay. How did you know that. You were also looking at me as well"
Sophia shook her head in amusement.
"What am I doing here again"
"Janvier said she'd like it if we cooked together"
Sophia pauses a bit. She twisted her mouth.
"She saw us yesterday"
"What"
"In the garden"
"What??!!"
"She saw us. When we...." Her voice trailed off.
"When we...."
Sophia rolled her eyes. "When you kissed me. Dingus"
"And she's not mad"
"Surprisingly she wasn't. I don't know but she thinks something intimate is going on between us" She went back to cracking the eggs. "I just wish there was a way to explain to her that.....nothing like that is happening between us"
"But ....isn't something intimate actually going on between us"
Sophia's cheek burned slightly. "Does she really have to know that"
"Janvier never like the women I dated in the past" He sighed, amused. "She doesn't even like Angel. She never liked to see women around me except for Veronica. I wonder what she sees in you...."
"She really thinks we might become a couple. Just the thought of it makes me sick. You and me. Couples"
Jason turned but she was facing the kitchen table now, with a milk cartoon in her hands.
He walked towards her with a slight anger that surprised him. Why did the things she just said, hurt him.
Sophia's hand just grabbed the milk carton when she felt someone behind her.
She made to turn around but she was suddenly pushed on the table so that she was bending over the table.
She gasped as her breast was crushed against the table. She struggled to look back.
"Jason What are you doing".
She struggled a bit but his hands were tight around her hands.
"Quit moving and be still" He said softly. He loosened her hair and watched as her hair fell down her back. He grabbed a mass of her hair with one hand.
Sophia's mind races with thoughts of what he wanted to do. Was he going to spank her???!
She froze when she felt his other hand raise her dress up to her back exposing her underwear.