Page 24 of Crazy in Love

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“It’s four-thirty in the morning. A little early, isn’t it?” I turn to see Aiden walking out in a three-piece suit.

The more I see him in a suit, the more I’m starting to find them very sexy.

“I could say the same to you,” I tell him as I fill my travel mug with coffee.

“I wake up early every day in the week. When I sleep, it gives someone else time to make a better app than mine, and I won’t let that happen. So again, a bit early, isn’t it?” He walks around the counter and leans on the side, and I turn around and check him out. I lick my lips as I think about how he made sure that his lips touched every part of my body last night.

“I have a one-on-one yoga class at five, then a class at six-thirty.” I walk over to him, and give him a quick kiss as I throw the last few things in my bag. “Are you checking my ass out?” For someone that is loving my ass, he has not once made a move to take it.

“It’s one fine ass.” I feel his hand on it, rubbing softly. “How about-” Aiden stops as my phone rings.

“Hey,” I say, answering Anika’s call. “Everything okay?”

“Hayley came over last night.” I walk away from Aiden to make sure he can’t hear the conversation. “She’s sleeping now, but a downhill is coming.”

I look over my shoulder again, to see he’s making some coffee but is looking at me. Rubbing my forehead, I think for a moment. “I can get someone to cover my class, then come back-”

“Saylor, you’ve just got back to work, I’ve-”

“No, you have to kick ass today. You have maybe the most important interview of your life. I will be home, and I don’t want to hear anything.” She is not fucking this up because of my sister, who is my responsibility, not hers.

“Jason is going to work this afternoon, so we have you covered for the morning,” Anika quickly tells me, and I shake my head in anger that I can’t even teach one full day.

“Tell him that take out is on me. And thank you to both of you.”

I can never be more thankful to them. There is nothing I can ever do or say to them to say how thankful I am.

“Anika, kick ass today. I know you will be amazing.” I end the call and throw my phone into my phone, closing my eyes for a moment. If this is the morning that I’m starting with, I can’t wait to see what the rest of the day brings to me.

“Dinner-”

“I don’t think tonight is good. I have a few things to do,” I quickly tell him. I need to take a step back from him, put a line between us. Hayley is going through some stuff, which might last a day, but it might last a week, so how am I meant to do all that and keep it hidden from Aiden.

“How about we have dinner that I can eat off you.”

“Now that might have my attention.” I open the door, then turn to face him. “Let me know the time, and I will see if I'm free.” Before he can say anything to me, I leave the house. I don’t want questions I can’t answer at the moment.

My dad should be calling, but until then, I’m going to worry, then Hayley is about to change personality, and I don’t know if that is going to be a fighting one, or a playful one. The caretaker seemed good, and she is costing me enough money, so she better be staying too.

My phone vibrates in my bag, and I see a message from Aiden.

Sugar Daddy - Tonight, pick you up at 7. I’m eating sushi off you, then licking chocolate off very slowly.

Saylor - Let’s skip dinner and go straight to the chocolate. How slow are we talking?

Sugar Daddy - Very slow. I would like you to eat. You will need the energy.

Saylor - Now if I'm lying there, how am I meant to eat?

Sugar Daddy - I’ll feed you, then I plan to spend the night inside you.

Saylor - You better be, as it does make me feel good. I’m at the house now. I will call you later.

Sugar Daddy - I will make you feel better than good.

I read the message again, already smiling at the thought of what Aiden has planned for us tonight. I know I can’t see him every day, because feelings start to grow, things get complicated, and right now, I don’t need my heart breaking on top of everything else. This is the only thing in my life that I’m enjoying, and it makes me feel good. For the first time in three years, I feel like someone is caring for me, and I’m not caring for them.

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