Chapter 4- Knowing Each Other III

Her soft touch and her sweet smell were making him horny. He let her continue as her hands moved down to his chest and he had a small hitch in her breathing when she moved over his muscles. But when she moved down his stomach and it appeared she was going to go lower he grabbed her wrist.

A smell lit up her face. "What's the matter Jake, don't you like to be touched like that by a woman?" 

"I think you have enough and yes, I like to be touched like this but only if I want them to." He let go of her and took a step back, needing some space from her. She was indeed sexy as hell and if her father wasn't his boss he might have enjoyed the pleasure of taking her to bed.

Just then Mr. Bruce came out from inside and over to the pool, if he had shown up just two minutes earlier he would have seen what went on between the two.

"I see you two are getting acquainted," he said, putting her wrap over her, then giving her a hug. "Go inside sweetheart and put some clothes on. We'll wait for you in the family den and we will go through the rules."

"Ok dad," she said, kissing his cheek as she picked up her white cane. "It was a pleasure meeting you Mr Jake Joe," she then walked away, feeling their eyes on her.

Once they were in the family den and he was offered something to drink. He asked for a cold beer, he needed one after meeting Anastasia.

"I wasn't told that your daughter was blind, I'm not sure I'm the right man for the job. I have no knowledge or training in looking after someone with a handicap."

Bruce poured himself a shot of bourbon. "I wouldn't call her that to her face unless you want to find yourself flat on your ass. She may not have her sight but her other senses are heightened. She can see a person better than a sighted person can, and can do just about anything. I just need for you to be with her, take her wherever she wants or needs to do."

"May I ask if she has always been blind, like from birth?" Jake asked.

"No. Anastasia was in the car that killed my wife, her mother. She lost her sight due to the accident." Mr. Bruce replied, he exhaled deeply.

"I'm sorry," he said, taking a swallow of his beer. He turned his head when he heard her footsteps. She was wearing a white pants and a link top, her hair was up in a ponytail and she wore sandals on her feet.

He watched her as she entered the room and went over to sit next to her father. If it wasn't for the cane one would not have known she was blind, by the way she maneuvered herself around the coffee table and other obstacles in the way.

"Would you like a glass of wine sweetheart?" Bruce asked her.

"Actually dad, I smell beer so I would like one of those instead of the wine." She turns her head to Jake's direction. "You really don't have to dress so formally Mr. Jake, it can get quite hot around here. Take off your jacket and tie. You're going to be here for a while, so relax."

"I'm fine thanks," he answered, though he would have liked to have done what she suggested.

"Dad, I hope you explain to him how he is not to treat me like a child. How he is to take me where I need to go and he is to give me my space. I will not have someone hovering over me. Make sure to give him my schedules for the week and when I'm on a date he is to wait in the car."

"Yes yes dear, I will explain it all to him. I need to make some calls first so would you show him around and to his room?"

"Of course dad, I'll take care of him," she answered, turning her head in Jake's direction.

When her father left she got to her feet. "Are you coming?" She asked him.

"Right beside you," he answered and followed her.

She showed him the kitchen and dining room first , then to the living room, library, games room and after showing him downstairs she took him upstairs. There was a home gym, another den. She then showed him the bedrooms, hers and the one he would be staying in was further down the hall and around the corner from her father's bedroom.

Stopping at one of the doors she stopped. "This will be your room, right across from mine. If you get lonely you can always come to my room." She said,

"I won't get lonely," he answered, opening the door he walked in.

She followed, going over to his bed she sat down and crossed her legs, leaning back on her hands. "So is the room to your liking?" She asked.

He looks over at her. "Is this the way you behave with everyone your father hires?" He asked her.

"Why would you say that?" She asked, as she smiled.

"I've heard stories," he answered.

"They were all boring and way too easy. Some of them thought they could sleep with me. As if I'd sleep with some fat, bald-headed guy."

He leaned against the dresser, crossing his arms. "Everyone I have met so far has laughed when they heard I was going to be your bodyguard. Some have wished me luck and said I won't be here for long, why is that?" He asked her.

She crossed her right leg over her left one, swinging them. "In the last three months, I've had over twenty bodyguards. Some didn't do their job so father fired them, others I just didn't like so I had daddy fire them," she said smirking. "Play nice with me and you just might last long enough to get that bonus in the end."