EroticReverie

After I’m done taking care of my needs on my own , I strip out of my bikini top and pull my giant white puffy comforter over me and fall asleep naked in my bed.

A few hours later I’m woken by the intercom on the phone near my bed buzzing. I groan and slap my hand on the speaker button.

“Yes?” I say half asleep and yawning.

It’s Lizzie my housekeeper.

“Jade sweetheart , there’s a mister Jax here for you” she says.

I groan and pull my covers up over my head and then back down to my neck.

“Tell him I said to fuck off” I say. I can hear Jax’s laugh over the intercom in the background.

“Sweetheart he’s here for your…um…date” Lizzie says.

“I don’t know a Jax, and I don’t have a date!” I say.

The speaker buzzes meaning Lizzie has hung up and I slap the button again and roll over and grumble.

As I’m falling back into my sleep my door opens and I open my eyes. It’s Lizzie.

“ you better have sent him away “ I say looking at her as she tilts her head and says “well” .

I groan. “Lizzie!” I yell

“Tell him to fuck off! Seriously!” I throw the covers over my head. I hear her foot steps come over to the bed and she sits next to me and pulls the covers down a little from over my head.

“Jade he’s a really nice boy. He could be good for you” Lizzie says and I roll my eyes and turn over looking at Lizzie with a don’t even start look.

“Hear me out.” She says. I sigh and blink multiple times and clasp my hands together on my chest. And out of respect for Lizzie I listen to what she has to say.

“Go ahead” I sigh.

“He’s been here since April. He’s always the first one here. Last one to leave. I’ve been watching him as well as the others. Because. Well. Frankly. None of them are that hard to look at.”

“Lizzie!” I laugh.

She shrugs. “Anyways. Jax is a hard worker. He’s polite. “. I interrupt her with a single laugh of disbelief.

“Quiet Jade, let me finish” she says and her brows crease.

I smile. “Okay. Go on”

“He doesn’t do drugs, he doesn’t drink…” she eyes me. I sigh. “Rocco fell off the ladder trimming one of the trees in the garden last month. Refused to let anyone call an ambulance, because he can’t afford the bill. His leg was broken Jade!” Lizzie says and I sit up. Rocco has been one of our gardeners since I was little.

“Is Rocco okay?!” I say and Lizzie puts her hand over my leg through the blanket that I held to my chest.

“He’s Fine now dear. Out of work for a bit but he’s fine”

“He can’t be out of work!” I cry. I know Rocco has seven kids and a wife that he provides for. There's no way they can make it without Rocco getting a paycheck.

“We have to tell my dad to still pay him” I almost start to cry and Lizzie rubs my leg and hushes me.

“Let me finish” she says. “Jax took him to the hospital. He paid his hospital bill and told Rocco his boys could come help out here, just loading things up, unloading things, doing some clean up work for the summer. He gave his boys jobs with him. He pays them all enough to more than make up for what Rocco will be losing.” Lizzie tells me.

I want to still hate Jax. I hate that even though I thought he was an asshole, that he actually cares about people. That his “you can care about people you don’t know” speech wasn’t just some Prince Charming shit he thought I wanted to hear. But nope. He was being honest. Jax gave a fuck. Far more than anyone else I knew did. Other than our staff.

“He wants to fix me Lizzie. I don’t like that. I don’t want to be someone’s project or charity case.” I say.

“You don’t need to be fixed sweetheart. But what you do need are better friends , better people in your life” she says and pats my leg.

“You’re good people. I have you and and George and Jacques and everyone else” I say.

She gives a little laugh. “We’re old. You need some good people your age honey”

I shake my head. “But I don’t. I mean. I know my friends are…not the best. But I don’t need someone like Jax. He just wants to fix me so he can be captain save a ho” I wave off the idea with a flick of my hand a fall back into bed pulling the covers up.

“Save a what?!” Lizzie gasps. She slaps my leg through the blanket , but I don’t even flinch. “Jade I won’t have you putting yourself down. You are not a..” I laugh when she won’t say the word.

“A ho?” I ask and she glares at me.

“You are not one of those” she says.

I laugh again.

“You’re a good girl. Who’s gotten into trouble. Everyone here in this house knows your heart is good. You treat us like people Jade. Even when you were raised to think we were beneath you.” She says and I see her eyes start to water and mine do too.

“Fuck my parents Lizzie, you’re better than them. Every single one of you is. If anyone should be made to feel less than, its them.” I say and she gives a smile and nods.

“And Jax couldn’t believe it. Didn’t believe it frankly. When we told him about you. You know. After your father speaking with him. He couldn’t believe the praises we spoke of you. But he’s downstairs waiting to take you on a date. So you must’ve proved us right. “ she smiles. “And oh!” She exclaims with her hand on her chest. “He looks so handsome Jade, and the flowers he has are beautiful” she says

I groan. “I told him no fucking flowers”

“Let someone treat you as good as you treat us Jade. Let someone else besides me and George and the rest of the staff care for you, cause those friends of yours Jade…they don’t care.” She shakes her head apologetically. And I know she’s right. None of me and my friends actually care for each other. We’re at best, party friends. We don’t hang out unless we were getting drunk or high. I nod.

“I know they don’t. But Jax is…” I pause. “He’s not as good as you think he is Lizzie!” I say. “He kissed me earlier ! Made out with me behind the waterfall. His dick was hard!” I say.

Lizzie laughs. “I know. Well. Not about the um. Penis part”

“What?” I say giving her a look. “Did you see us?!”

She laughs. “No. When Jax left he spoke to me and George. Said he’d be back later. He did say he kissed you. And he’d be back to take you on a date”

“Whose side are you ON Lizzie?!” I exclaim and laugh.

“Yours darling. Always yours. And that’s why you’re going to get up and get ready and let this boy take you on a nice date. Like a normal teenage girl would.. up!!” She says slapping the bed.

“It’s going to take me at least like half an hour” I say.

Lizzie turns back and looks at me before leaving.

“I have a feeling he’d wait much longer than that for you”