Chapter 20: I could see you ten or twelve times a day
Slowly getting up, Jay turned off his office light. On his way up the stairs, Jay debated with himself. Did he really want to go to bed with Jessica? Shouldn't he want to go to bed with Jessica? He is her boyfriend. Boyfriend, what a loaded word. He wasn't a boyfriend, not to Jessica, not to anyone at the moment. There was a time, a time where Jay felt pretty good about being with Jessica, but now, now all Jay could see was how shallow she is.
Making sure he made no noise, Jay ascended the stairs. Instead of going to his room, Jay turned and went down the hallway. He knocked softly before entering Emma's room. Shutting the door just as quietly, Jay leaned against it. He stood there, watching Emma stretching. He took a mental note that he should say goodnight to Emma every single night. That was the beginning of Jay's dirty thoughts as he watched Emma's body contort.
"Hey, did you need something?" Emma asked as she bent backwards, stretching out her abdomen.
"I wanted to apologize for Jess… once again." Jay told her, still watching Emma stretch.
Standing up straight, Emma turned around to face Jay. "Um…" Emma began, "I don't think I'm going to be working here much longer." Emma fumbled with her hands.
Jay, who felt momentarily stunned, peered over at Emma. "What?" Jay asked, saying the only thing he could think of.
"I um…" Emma took a breath, "I don't mean to blow you off or anything, but I wasn't given the impression that this job would be like this. I've been a nanny for almost five years, before I got my degree as an advertiser, and to tell you the truth… I'd rather spend my days with crying children then your girlfriend." Emma admitted to him.
Chuckling, Jay looked down, feeling as if he was going to burst out laughing, but he didn't want to risk waking Jessica. "I know she's… a handful, but don't just quit. I really hate going through the whole new maid process. She's been through about twenty or so, and believe me, I'm not exaggerating." Jay took a step closer to Emma, "I already told her not to act like that towards you, especially when she walks into my office with a hickey on her neck."
"You said that to her?" Emma gasped, "And what did she say?" Emma was so intrigued; she pulled Jay by the arm to her bed.
They both sat down, facing each other. Emma curled her leg under her, "So, what did she say?" She persisted, in full gossip mode.
"She didn't deny it," Jay shrugged, "She said I should be jealous or something, but I'm not." Jay was playing it so cool.
Emma just stared at him. "You mean it doesn't even bother you the slightest bit that some other guy's hands were all over her?" Emma asked.
Jay could see some kind of curiously, sexy gleam in her eye, and that made him smirk. "Nope," Jay shrugged it off again.
"Wow, you really have changed." Emma noted, smiling a little at Jay.
"Guess so," He pursed his lips together, thinking about just how much he really has changed.
"Something on your mind?" Emma asked.