Come to Me
Chapter 17's

"Wake up, baby." Jis brushed the hair from above my face and gently kissed my forehead.

I want her to go so I can bury myself in bed sheets and go back to sleep. It's too early!

"No."

"Come on, baby, open those two beautiful green eyes."

"I don't have to do it."

He chuckles and kisses my cheeks. "Come, morning girl, wake up. It's time to go see me heat up in the gym."

I rolled to the side and opened one eye, watching him hesitantly. "You hate me."

"No, honey, the opposite. Come on, get up." He slapped his lips over my cheek continued

to my lips, makes me sigh.

"Just stay here and do something interesting, handsome."

"No, no. Come on, get up." He slapped my ass and rolled away from me. He's dressed!

"Oh my God, you always wake up early. It can change everything."

I sat down and stretched my body, looking at it carefully.

"Have you wanted to dump me?" her smile is so bright.

"I'm thinking about it." I rubbed my hand down from my face and realized

smell the coffee. "Do I smell coffee?"

Jis picked up a mug from the end of the table and took a sip.

"I brought this for you, but since you dumped me, I'll drink it myself."

I jumped off the bed and grabbed the mug in his hand.

"Mine!"

"Ah, ah, ah!" he kept her out of my reach. "You hurt my feelings."

His sneer betrayed me, but I continued, enjoying the game. "I'm sorry. Can I get that coffee?"

I bite my lips and stare at them innocently past my eyelashes. She poked her lips and moved her head from side to side as if she was considering my request.

"Well, maybe. If you kiss me."

I pursed my lips preparing to kiss her, raised my face, planted my lips on her cheeks with a loud pecking sound.

"Now?" my many.

"Oh, I think you can do better than that. It's really good coffee." He took another sip and moved quickly away from me when I was going to chase him again.

Replacing the stratagem, I launched my hand into her shorts and gripped her enlarged erection on my hand, rubbing it up and down. "Now?"

His eyes widened and he smirked cunningly. "I like the way you think, baby." He gave me the mug and I took it off, walked into the bathroom.

"Hey!"

"I'll do interesting things with you at the gym, not here." I waved from behind my shoulder and closed the door behind me while Jis laughed.

"Darling," he yelled behind the door, "You've got me interested everywhere."

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Gym Jis is small and far from the big road, which doesn't surprise me much. It's unlikely that he'll be recognized here, and I like him, it's like being a place with nothing to make sense of, with rock music jolting from the sound system, and with no decorations. There was no bar, no girls walking around in tight clothes. People come here to exercise, not to be noticed. It's very himself.

"Where do you want to start?" he asked when he let me walk in front of him.

"We didn't meet your trainer?" I'm glad we're just going to be alone today. I don't feel confident enough to exercise with a trainer. I know that I am strong and tight, even though my body is notched, but I do not like strangers touching or looking at my body.

"Just the two of us today, baby."

"Okay, I thought I'd run for a while."

"That sounds good." He got ahead of me to the treadmill line and we picked out two machines that were straying at the end of the line.

"I brought music." I pulled the iPhone and the headset out of my bra and put it in my ear.

"What else do you have in there?" he laughed and so did I. I like the mood today. He's having fun and it relaxes me. "Well, I'll read the news." He pointed to the flat-screen TV in front of us.

He showed me how the treadmill worked, turned it on for me, then jumped on his treadmill and started a steady jog. My mouth is dry. Oh, my God, this guy is amazing. He moved without a burden, and I had to turn around immediately before I started walking.

I played my music – Lady Gaga today – and set my speed to the rhythm of the music. I've always loved running, I just never found the right time.

I looked at the instrument panel in front of me and emptied my mind, listening to Ms. Gaga singing Bad Romance. Within a minute I was inside the area, and I smiled as Kelly Clarksoin sang Stronger. Yeah, I can get used to this.

Before I knew it, thirty minutes and about three miles had passed, and I was already very sweaty. I slowed down his speed to walk for five minutes, then jumped up, picked up some drinking water. I looked to the right side where Jis was but he was no longer there.

I frowned and looked around the gym. I didn't see him immediately, so I collected my towel, slipped my phone into the bra and went around the weight tools.

"Can I help you find something?" I turned around in a deep voice and then smiled.

"Guard! Hey, how are you?"

"Good." He patted my shoulder, squeezed it a few seconds longer than the limit of politeness, and smiled widely. "I've never seen you here before. Want to join?"

"Oh, I came with someone today."

"Cool. Shall I get you some water, or a clean towel?"

"You must be exercising here." Mumbles.

"Oh, yeah. Hey, I can show you how to use weights if you want to."

"That's not necessary." Both Bertand and I turned to the source of the voice, Jis' cold voice.

"Hey." Bertand smiled at Jis and shook his hand. "I didn't introduce myself yesterday. I'm Bertand."

Jis shook his hand and smiled, but did not reach his eyes. "Jice."

Bertand's eyes widened and he gulped. "Damn it, you're Jis Khalifa."

Jis' smile was unbroken. "Yes." Yeah."

"Well, um..." Bertand gave me a strange look and then smiled back at Jis. "It's nice to meet you. See you, Put." He nodded at me and disappeared behind the weight tool.

"So it looks like Bertand is more than just a friend of a friend." Jis turned to me, her eyes cold. Damnit.

"No, he's like that."

"It doesn't look like that."

"How does it look?" I backed away from him and crossed my arms around his chest.

"See like he's gonna take you."

I shook my head firmly. "He's just teasing, Jis. He wants to look polite. I was looking for you."

"I got the phone. I have to go, sorry. I have to go back home and do some work."

"Okay, let's go."

"You got a job today?" he opened the car door for me and I snuck in.

"No" I replied when he was behind the wheel. "I'm off today."

"You can come home with me." How could he go from angry and jealous to sweet and friendly?

"No need, just take it home."

"You're mad at me?" his voice was soft and I could not see his face.

"Yes. Do you always overreact whenever a man talks to me?"

"He touched you twice in two days, Put. He's not just talking to you."

"But I didn't do anything wrong."

"He wants to be in your pants and you're not doing anything to get in his way."

"Jis, I'm more than willing to say no. Trust me, everything I say, all my adult life. I'll see you." My voice was high because I was frustrated. Doesn't he see that I'm crazy about him? That I don't want anyone else?

He got in front of my house and I jumped out without waiting for him to open the door. He slammed the door of his car and followed me to the front porch.

"Go home, Jis. Go to work." I put my key in the door hole and turned it around but his wide hand covered it, making me unable to turn the handle.

"Put, don't be mad at me."

"Don't be mad at you? I may be your lover, but I'm not your property."

"I didn't say it like that." He backed off like I was going to hit him.

"Bertand was just a teaser boy. Trust me, there'll never be anything going on with her."

His eyes flashed when he heard Bertand's name again and I wanted to kiss him to stop his jealousy, and to throw the jealousy out of him that almost blinded him to it. I sighed and decided to change tactics.

"Remember yesterday you compared seeing Bertand and I in a studio bed to seeing you on screen in a love scene?"

"Yeah." She brushed her hair with her hands and looked very frustrated.

"Do I always have to be jealous of every fan crawling around you? They all want to be in your pants. They're all. They fantasize about having sex with you and seducing you and asking you to be their lover. Trust me, those girls spent a lot of time thinking about you more than I wanted to think about."

He would start talking, but then close his mouth and shake his head.

"Don't you dare say that. It's not the same thing. He's just appraising. Bertand had the chance to be in my pants just like one of all those pathetic women in you."

He breathed out hard. "Well, I think I can see your point."

"Go work. I want to take a shower."

"You still mad at me?" he narrowed the distance between you and clasped my hand tightly.

"Little bit. I can handle it. Go to work and call me later."

"Okay." She leaned over and kissed me, then pushed her finger in my hair and pulled me towards her, kissing me deeply, like she apologized in her kiss and I melted to her.

"You're driving me crazy." I muttered on his lips.

"Sama, baby. I'll talk to you tonight."

He left me in the foyer and I saw him enter his black SUV. He smiled and waved and walked out of my yard. I've fallen in love with a handsome, sexy, sweet, jealous control freak. Damnit.

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Anna was in the kitchen when I went into the house. I slammed my bag in the bar and opened the fridge looking for drinking water.

"Well, hello sunshine," said Anna sarcastically.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be working?"

"I work at home. Hey, you're so mad. What's up?" she put her hands on her waist and pouted, and I suddenly felt better.

"He just pissed me off at the gym. Jis is so jealous."

"A scary jealousy or a sexy jealousy?" anna asked, her eyebrows rising.

"A stupid jealousy." I sighed and drowned on the red sofa cushion in the living room. Anna followed me and sat on the handle of the chair opposite me, her bare feet on the table.

"He's really crazy about you." He sipped his drinking water. I shrugged my shoulders. "kukira. I'm new to this, Ann. I don't like to be asked questions about the things I do."

"He's not a jerk who likes to set up, is he?"

"No, but he became a bossy. Not in a bad sense. I know he cares about me. She was so sweet and gentle with me. But oh boy, he doesn't like Bertand." I rolled my eyeballs and rested my head on the pillow.

"Your client's sexy model Bertand?"

"Yeah." I explained about Jis knowing the two of us were in the studio yesterday and continuing with Bertand being in the gym today.

"Gee, I wonder why. The boy did a bad thing to you."

I pouted at him. "He didn't! He's just teasing! You don't start either."

"You never realize when someone has been attracted to you, Put."

"Jis doesn't have anything to worry about."

"Oh, I know that." He put my words aside with a wave of his hand.

"Why isn't he?"

"It's new for him too."

"Which side are you on?"

"Your side, baby. Always on your side. Where's she?"

"He went home to finish the job. Someone called when we were exercising."

"Maybe you could use the whole day parting with him."

"Maybe. Hey, what are you doing here? Lately you've been working from home."

Anna frowned and shrugged her shoulders. "Working with the phone and the internet is very easy."

"Uh uh. I won't be fooled." He didn't tell me anything. "I know you too well, ANNA."

"My new boss is somebody who's a jerk." She shrugged her shoulders again, but she looked like she was holding back her cries.

Alarm, I sat down at the table, lowered her legs and clasped her hands.

"He hurt you?"

"No, he just********low." He shrugged his shoulders again, and then cried. God fucking.

"Darling, what is that?" he dropped his head in his hand and cried, loudly, sobbing.

"I slept with him." She was crying behind her hand.

"What?" I sat down, surprised, shocked. Anna has strict rules, doesn't fuck a co-worker.

"The first night you brought Jis home." I remember that night, when Anna went upstairs without coming to the kitchen to meet Jis.

"How come? Ann, it's not like you."

"I know." He wiped his face and nose with the back of his hand. "We went to dinner with some clients, and I drank too much."

"Darling, did he try to bother you with this thing at the office?"

"No! No, it's not like that." He took a deep breath and I gave him a piece of tissue.

"It just feels so uncomfortable. And it's so unhelpful that she's too hot. Almost the same as Jis Khalifa." He smiled at me and my shoulders relaxed a little.

"Wow, that's pretty hot."

"I know, right?" he shook his head and looked sad again. I hate to see Anna sad. "And Put, you'd be surprised to see what he hides behind the clothes he uses to work. Waw. It was the best**** of my life."

"Ann, are you parting ways with her?"

"It doesn't matter even if I do. There is a hostile policy in our office. We can both get fired." His eyes piled up again, and I felt helpless.

"What's his reaction to all this?"

"Well, he was so angry when he woke up in the morning and I was gone."

"Ah, so you do the whole sleeper-with-them-then-go-when-they-asleep movement." I nodded in understanding.

"yeah. I don't want to look ugly the next morning."

"Can't blame you. But if he gets angry when you leave, maybe he really likes you."

"No problem. There is no hope."

"But..."

"No, don't try to fix this, Put. It's already finished. I'm going back to the office in the end, I just need a little time to calm down. I took a few days off and now I'm working from home until I dare to see her again."

"Okay." I rubbed his arms together, and then stood up. "I want to take a shower. Let me know if you need me."

"Thank you." He gave me a wet smile. "Oh, Put?"

"Yes?"

"A stupid jealous like her hot."