Dirty Owner

He really is a beautifully built man. Tall, maybe six-foot-five. Brown hair in a buzz cut with long locks on the top. Muscles everywhere. His arms are as big as my thigh. His face is covered in a short beard and he has high cheekbones and chocolate eyes. I'm tempted to get my phone and take a picture so I can stare at it when he’s not around.

I didn't get a good look at him when I stole his wallet. I just saw ’expensive jacket', saw where he put his wallet after he got a drink and took the wallet. I did notice that he had a handsome face, that's how I knew it was him at the auction. But I had no idea what was underneath that trench coat and slacks.

Both the food and him are making me drool. I wiggle in my seat, in which I’m basically bare since I'm only wearing his shirt. He wanted me to be completely naked, but it's a little cold this morning. I suspect that by the end of breakfast I'll be naked.

"Like the view?" Ford asks.

"Yeah." I giggle and he puts the plate of food in front of me.

Pancakes with butter and berries, scrambled eggs and a glass of orange juice. I put maple syrup on everything and dive in.

"I've never seen anyone put maple syrup on eggs before," Ford remarks. I look over at him and see him pour the maple syrup on the eggs and taste it.

"Not bad!"

Ford

I watch Aurora eat every bit of the food on her plate. It’s like she hasn’t eaten a decent meal in months. It was the same way with the steak last night. Like she believed this was the last time she’d get a meal like this. It breaks my heart and makes me realize that there wasn’t anyone in her life who could give her what she deserves.

The world.

There was no way I was letting Aurora go. Maybe I should tell her. Not in bed though because things like that can always be seen as an ‘in the moment’ sort of thing and I want to make it clear to Aurora that she’s mine. From now on, whatever she wants for food or to go somewhere or do something, she will. I’ll help her find a good job if she wants to work—I’d do anything for her.

It wasn’t even the end of the week and I was already making the decision to keep her. Who am I kidding? I made that decision the moment she stole my wallet.