His hand began stroking my back up and down and a soft moan escaped my lips. Hayden chuckled teasingly close to my ear as he enjoyed my reaction to his tender caresses. I guess my desperate prayers were answered because Hayden seemed to be in an unusually good mood. I wondered what had happened to initiate such a change in him.
Honestly, I didn’t mind not knowing as long as he continued to treat me so lovingly. His hand slid lower from my back to trace the curve of my waist before proceeding even lower to stroke the curve of my hips and then my buttocks.
My body started squirming against his in response to his seductive caresses as my moans got louder by the second. If this continues, we’ll probably end up doing it again although we’ve just had sex last night. His touches on my body quickly got bolder and my breathing started coming out as shallow pants as desire started to cloud my mind.
"Hayden..." I whimpered his name sweetly.
Suddenly, the sound of a very familiar ringtone cut through the peaceful silence of the room. I didn’t know whether to curse at the bad timing or to count myself as lucky and spared when Hayden’s phone started ringing. He normally would put the phone on silent, so I wasn’t sure if he had simply forgotten or if he had decided to keep the sound on purpose. Regardless, the result was the same.
Hayden’s hands left my turned-on body and began reaching for his phone while I took in deep breaths to calm the fire that was raging in my throbbing core.
"What do you want?" Hayden spoke through the phone once the line connected.
I couldn’t hear the person on the other side of the line but the annoyance in Hayden’s tone was as plain as day.
"I don’t really care what you decide to do," Hayden said coldly.
There was a pause as Hayden seemed to be listening to what the other person was saying. Whatever that person was saying, Hayden didn’t seem to like it. After a moment of silence, Hayden sighed, and I could feel the bed shifting as he sat up on the bed. Feeling slightly panicked, I also sat up in bed next to Hayden.
"It’s not safe. I won’t allow it," Hayden said without hesitation.
I had no idea what he was talking about or who he was talking to. My eyes widened in the dark as curiosity flooded my braincells in wonder. What won’t he allow? What wasn’t safe? Safe for who or what?
"I can’t exactly stop you so do whatever you want," Hayden said emotionlessly before he hung up the phone.
I couldn’t quite see Harvey or the boss delivering my meals to me, so the only option left after going through the process of elimination was Hayden.
"It was quite entertaining to see your disappointed look each time you came out to wheel the trolley inside," Hayden teased.
"So, you...really delivered my meals?" I asked still in completely disbelief.
"Don’t worry, I didn’t cook or prepare it," Hayden said with a small laugh.
That wasn’t the point at all. Three meals were delivered to me daily starting with breakfast, lunch and then ending with dinner. If Hayden delivered those meals to me then, he must have been here somewhere close by all day long?
"You didn’t go to work?" I asked with sudden realization.
"I need to get some clothes..." Hayden muttered, ignoring my question.
While I was struggling with how to feel about the fact that Hayden had somehow been taking care of me secretly while I was locked up in here, Hayden had picked up his phone and had started calling someone.
"Bring me some clothes," Hayden said emotionlessly into the phone.
If only three people could access this place, then he’s probably calling Harvey. After all, I didn’t think that Hayden would call his father to deliver him some clothes.
"They won’t realize if you don’t say too much to them. Just go to my bedroom and get me some clothes," Hayden demanded before hanging up.
"Will it really be ok for Harvey to walk around the mansion?" I asked, feeling a little worried.
--To be continued...