My Unwanted Billionaire

It’s been a week since my movie date with Jason. Things between us are not so great. Jason has stopped touching me. Anytime I try to kiss him or sit on his lap at the office, he rejects me. He anymore, and we didn’t see this weekend that just passed. When I asked him why he was not touching me in the office, he said he was being careful so someone wouldn’t see us. Jason is the one who said this, not me. I don’t know if I did something wrong to cause him to behave this way. I come back from my thoughts once I hear the elevator ding. Jason must be here. Surprisingly today, I came to work before him for the first time in forever.

“Good morning,” I say as he passes by my desk. He does not greet back and responds by nodding his head. This is what he does any time I talk to him these days. He either nods his head or just hums. I plan to force him today to tell me what’s wrong.

I walk into his office after knocking. I keep his coffee on his desk and walk over to him by the bookshelves. His back is facing me, so he can’t see me walking towards him. I wrap my arms around him once I get to him.

“Eleanor,” He says, placing his hands above mine.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, leaning my head against his back.

“Why are you asking me what’s wrong? Is something supposed to be wrong?” He asks, removing my hands around him. He walks away from the bookshelves and towards his desk. I follow him.

“Something is wrong. Things are not the same between us,” I say, walking over to sit on his lap but before my ass can touch his thigh. He shakes his head at me and points towards the chair across. “This is what I am talking about. You love me sitting on your lap, but now you don’t want me to.”

“Eleanor, we already talked about this. It’s not good if we are affectionate towards each other at the office anymore.”

“I can’t believe you are the one saying this. Two weeks ago, you were all over me on your desk, and now you won’t even touch my hand. Don’t blame me for not believing your words and thinking something is wrong.”

“Nothing is wrong. I just want us to be careful. Vivienne is back, so it’s best this way.”

Vivienne came back to work last week. She does not talk to me, and neither do I talk to her. I want to argue with him about when he cared about Vivienne walking in on us but decided not to. Something is wrong, but he does not want to tell me.

“Okay, if you say so,” I won’t push him too much to tell me. I don’t want to make things worse.

After work, I go over to Amber’s place to talk to her about Jason. I know something is wrong, but I don’t know what. I want to fix it because I realized last week that I like him. He makes me happy. It will break my heart if we cannot work things out and have to break up.

I use my own keys to unlock Amber’s door. I have been knocking for a while with no response. I called her before I left the office, so she knew I was coming. I wonder why she didn’t come to open the door for me.

“Amber, where are you? Are you taking a shower?” I ask, walking into her house.

Amber does not answer my question with words. Instead, her screaming does

“Ahhh, Yes, just right there, Evan,” Amber screams from her bedroom.

Now I know why she didn’t answer the door. She can’t hear it because of how loud she is. I walk back outside and into my car to wait for her and Evan to finish doing their thing. If I knew Evan was around. I won’t have come straight from work. I would have gone home first. I think I will just do that because I don’t know how long they will take. I drive back home to take a shower and change out of my work clothes. I will text her that I came and left. I will also add that she should tell me when I can come back.

I walk inside the house to find Uncle Jack getting ready to leave. Surprisingly he does not look like he is ready to leave for work.

“Does someone have a date?”

“For a matter of fact, I do,” Uncle Jack says, smiling

“Really, you are going out on a date,” I ask, shocked. It’s been ages since he went out on a date. It seems he has really moved on from Adeline.

“Yes,”

“Where did you meet her? Is she pretty? How did you ask her out?”

“I met her at work. She is gorgeous. Actually, she asked me out.”

“Oh, is she a colleague? Do I know her?”

“No, she is not a colleague.”

“How did you meet her at work then?” He works in the kitchen, so if she is not a colleague, it’s really hard for him to meet someone else at work

“She is the owner’s friend.”

“Oh, she must be rich then.” The restaurant Uncle Jack works at is a high-end restaurant.

“I guess”

“Is she older than you?” The owner is older than Uncle Jack, but it does not mean his friend has to be too

“No, she is younger than me.”

“That’s nice. I hope you have a lovely time tonight.”

“Me too, dear. See you when I get home,” He says, pecking my forehead before he walks out of the house.

I drive back to Amber’s place after taking a shower and changing my clothes. She texted me an hour ago that I could come over. I just hope she and Evan are done having sex. I don’t want to walk into what I did an hour ago.

I park my car on her front porch and walk over to her door. I knock and wait this time for her to open the door. If she does not open it, I won’t enter. I saw Evan’s car still parked out front. I don’t know how I missed it last time.

“Hi,” Amber says, opening the door.

“Don’t say hi to me,” I say, walking into her houseProperty © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“I am sorry. I didn’t know Evan was coming over. He wasn’t even in town.”

“You could have texted me that he was here. I would have gone home first.”

“I would have, but Evan did not give me a chance too. He missed me and as soon as we saw………. I think you know the rest.”

“I do, and my ears bled because of it.”

“I am sorry.”

“It’s fine, I understand. Where is he? I saw his car still parked out front.”

“He is sleeping in the bedroom. He took a late-night flight so he could come back and surprise me today,” Amber says, smiling.

“That’s nice. I am happy things are going well for you guys.”

“Thank you, and what did you want to talk about? You sounded sad on the phone. Are things fine with you and Jason?”

“No, they are not amber, and I don’t know what I did wrong,” I say, as tears start to form in my eyes.

I didn’t know how Jason treated me hurt until Amber said I sounded sad on the phone. I was trying to be strong about it but hearing her say I sounded sad made me accept that I was sad about it.

“What’s wrong,” She asks,

I tell her everything that has been happening the past week.

“When did this start?”

“After our movie date.”

“Did something happen during the date?”

“No, nothing happened. I don’t remember doing anything to make him change his behavior towards me.”

“Are you sure?”

“I think so,” I say, scratching my head. I think about if I did anything to make him change his behavior towards me.

“Tell me everything that happened during your date that night.”

I tell her every single thing that happened that night. I make sure not to leave anything out.

“I think I know what’s wrong.”

“What did I do?”

“You asked a man whore to be celibate.”

“Jason told me that night he was fine with me not wanting to have sex with him.”

“He might have said it, but he didn’t mean it.”

“You think he is not happy I asked him to wait, and that’s why he has stopped touching me.”

“Yes”

“Really, it does not make sense. If he is not happy about it, why not just break up with me? It does not make sense to just stop touching me.”

“He does not want to hurt your feelings, so he is making himself not likable. He wants you to be the one to break up with him. This way, he is not the bad guy.”

“Jason wants to break up with me?”

“I am not 100% sure, but that is what I understand from his behavior.”

“I can’t believe it. We just started dating. I just forgave him for all the horrible things he did to me, and now he wants me to break up with him because I refused to sleep with him. Does that mean he only wanted me for my body? I can’t believe I allowed myself to think he wanted me for me and not for what I could offer.” I say, feeling tears threatening to fall from my eyes

“I am not sure, Eleanor. I might be wrong. This is just me guessing. Why don’t you talk to him about it? That way, you can be sure.”

“I asked him, Amber, but he refused to tell me why he suddenly changed his behavior around me. Amber, if you are right, I don’t know what I am going to do. I really like Jason. It would break my heart if he never wanted to be with me and only wanted to sleep with me,” I say, releasing the tears I have been holding back.

I wanted to believe desperately that even though he is a player that he really wanted me. He worked so hard to make me forgive him, and I felt if he just wanted to sleep with me, he wouldn’t go through all that trouble. I am starting to think I was indeed wrong.

“I might be wrong. Let’s not judge what his reasons are based on my words. Hopefully, I am wrong, and Jason is with you because he likes you and not because he wants to sleep with you,” Amber says, pulling me into her arms, trying to comfort me.

“I hope so too,” I say, with tears streaming down my face.