The $eductress – Episode 62

THE $EDUCTRESS

THE BILLIONAIRE AND THE STRIPPER

WRITTEN BY: Pamela James

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Chapter 62

Anastasia p.o.v

I should have gone home but I didn’t.

I have been getting really close with Arnaldo, and it’s tough getting away.

I don’t know what this attraction was, but it’s not purely séxual anymore.

There is more to it.

That’s why I didn’t leave so easily like I could in the beginning when all of this started.

I stayed with him.

Arnaldo ordered takeout for us because I immediately said no when he wanted to take me out, I can only handle one fancy dinner a week.

When I said that though, he told me I have to work on that.

“I don’t understand why you have this compulsive need to take me out.” I said plainly as i played with my food with my fork.

“I mean it’s a nice gesture, and I appreciate it, but you don’t have to spend so much money on me.”

“It’s a habit.”

“You have got a lot of habits.

He smiled as he looked at me.

I don’t understand why he’s like this.

“Why does it bother you so much?”

“I don’t have a lot of fancy clothes.”

I came out with it.

“I don’t do fancy things like go out to dinners all the time. I’m not going to stress out about finding something to wear:” I shrugged.

“Okay.” he said.

He wasn’t going to back off, but for now he wasn’t going to bother me about it.

I can expect him to ask me tomorrow because that’s how he is.

Arnaldo does a lot of rich things because he can. He goes out to dinner all the time, goes to fancy events and all that. That’s the life I want, but I don’t think I’d fit in just yet.

I have to find the right clothes first.

“If you’re going to take me out, you have to let me take you out, too.” I said, stabbing my fork into a piece of broccoli and putting it into my mouth.

The idea intrigued him.

“I won’t take you somewhere fancy, so you might have to settle for McDonald’s or something.” I said.

He started to laugh, and I may or may not be serious.

I wasn’t going to insult Arnaldo by bringing him to McDonald’s.

But he can’t expect somewhere that sells hundred pound steaks.

“If you want to take me out thats fine.” he was totally okay with it.

And at first, I wasn’t sure if he meant it.

But I could see that he would let me if I say something about it.

I just have to say something, right?

I have a lot of favourite places that I enjoy going to, and would love to bring him along.

I was caught up in how he was looking at me.

It was making me…blush.

I had to look away because I felt my face becoming red and I didn’t necessarily like that.

I don’t like being embarrassed.

“You know, I shouldn’t stay over so often.” I said.

“it’s nice and all, but I shouldn’t intrude.”

“On what?”

“I literally keep you awake at night, and you have a job to get to in the morning.” I said because I know what he’s going to say.

I already know that he lives alone, and that he doesn’t do much, but that’s not the point.

“I’m not that old.” he said.

I just rolled my eyes.

“You know what I mean.” I told him.

“I would prefer if you got some sleep at night.”

“Is that your excuse so you don’t have to be here?”

I just pushed my food around my plate, not wanting to incriminate myself.

I was more comfortable than I was yesterday, but it’s still new.

I have my own place to live at.

I don’t have to stay over so much.

I haven’t stayed over two nights in a row before, so I wasn’t sure if it was okay.

“I want to stay with you, but I’m still not comfortable with it.” I admitted, not wanting to talk about it.

I would rather talk about something else instead now.

I don’t like opening up too much.

“That’s fine, Anastasia.” Arnaldo said to me.

That’s when I looked up.

“I’m not going to make you do something you don’t want to. You should know that by now.”

I know that.

I pursed my lips as I looked away again, thinking quietly to myself.

“I’ll stay…tonight.” I said quietly.

“Mostly because I like you and it’s my day off.”

When I looked at him again, I saw that he was smiling.

It was that cute thing he does when he gets all happy but looks away because he doesn’t want me to know.

Arnaldo can be really cute sometimes.

It just makes me think that he’s just some huggable teddy bear.

It was making me smile too.

I like him.

I like him a lot.

And I know he likes me too.

I guess that’s why it made it easier for me to stay with him more often. I can tell him no all I want, about staying over, but I just feel myself giving in more and more.

If I’m not careful, I might just end up living with him.

TBC