My Billionaire Roomie by Tilly Pope

Author:Tilly Pope [Pope, Tilly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tilly Pope
Published: 2019-09-18T16:00:00+00:00

5

Julia

I don’t even know what happened. One minute I’m walking into Derek’s office to face what I’m sure is a reprimand, the next I’m bent over his desk as he spanks me wondering how the fuck I got there.

Even crazier than that, after I’d come like a geyser from his hand on my ass, he offered me a new job as his assistant. I don’t know why I accepted it. Yeah, that’s a lie. I know why…

As much as I’m attracted to his rude, jerky ass, offering my ass to Derek was fucking amazing. And what a surprise it was to me when he made me come like that.

I’ve been dreaming about it. Daily.

I’m on pins and needles waiting for him to do something. Something more. There is an upside though. The new job comes with a huge bump in pay and Skylar tells me that one of her neighbors is looking for a roommate. I can finally move out of the apartment. It’s embarrassing that I still live with my parents.

I mean, obviously I’m still gonna help them out with the bills but it’s way past time for me to leave. Skylar told me she already spoke to the man, and he’s happy to have me room with him. He apparently works a lot and is just happy to have somebody in residence using the facilities.

I’m packing my stuff while my mother watches me forlornly. “I can’t believe you’re going away,” she says.

I cross the floor to hug her tight. “I’m not going far, mom. I’ll come for Sunday dinner every week, I promise.”

I’m careful to specify dinner and not lunch in case I have a late Saturday night. I’m hoping I’ll have a lot more of those. The sound of the moving van in the driveway has us pulling apart.

“Time to go,” I whisper feeling a little teary.

Taking up my duffle, I walk out of the door without looking back. I have little furniture; just a bed, my favorite red beanbag chair, my clothes, shoes, toiletries, and my guitar. I like to strum it now and then; it calms me down. I started playing when I was thirteen – my puberty was hard. I had bad skin; my hair was always dry. I didn’t have money for new clothes and that was pretty obvious when I suddenly sprouted boobs and all my tops got too tight. I was walking around self-conscious for at least two years.

My grandfather gave me the guitar and while I play it, I feel all right. So yeah, I’ve kept it all these years and it’s one of my most treasured possessions. I climb into the front seat of the moving van as they load my shit up. Then it’s time to go.

I’m excited but also fearful.

I really hope this works out.

Skylar is waiting at the entrance when the van draws up. She’s smiling and waving, jumping up and down in excitement…it’s nice to be wanted.

I smile at her as I get out of the van and she comes over and hugs me.

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