hesitantly. I didn’t know how he would react, but I just couldn’t do this with him watching the whole time.
He never turned from the window as he answered. “No. I said I won’t look, so you’re going to have to take my word for it. Your food is waiting and getting cold. I won’t send it back to be reheated, so the longer you wait, the colder it will become. Now, you have a choice: Stay wrapped in that towel for the rest of the evening, or get dressed. But you need to decide now. You have five minutes and then I’m going to turn around.”
I stared at the back of his head, not knowing what to do. He said he wouldn’t turn around, but did he mean it? Not wanting to sit in the towel all night, I decided to take him at his word.
“Three minutes.”
I quickly threw the clothes onto the bed and pulled up the silk panties and yoga pants under the towel.
I quickly glanced over at Nicholas, pulled the towel tighter around me, and slipped on the t-shirt. Then I had to contort myself to get the lace bra on, but I finally managed to do it.
“Time’s up.” I was just pulling my shirt into place as he turned around and smiled at me, though there was no warmth behind it. “Very good. Put the towel in the hamper and come back in here. I’ll get your food from the hall.”
He went out to get the food and I took advantage of the moment, running to the French door that led onto a balcony. I grabbed the handle and pulled, shrieking when a large dog suddenly appeared on the other side of the glass, barking and growling at me. A man stepped in front of the door, pulling back on the dog’s leash. He’d been hidden by the wall next to the door. The rifle slung over his shoulder and the gun strapped under his arm told me I wouldn’t be getting past him, even if the door wasn’t locked. It wouldn’t have mattered though; I would never have the guts to try and get past that dog.
“Were you going somewhere, Jayden?” I turned back to see Nicholas coming back into the room carrying a tray with a bowl and a glass. He ignored me as he set it on the desk and then brought the chair over from beside the bed and sat down. “I believe I told you to put the towel in the hamper. Do it and come eat, or you can go hungry.”
I reluctantly let go of the door handle and debated what choices I had. There were none, for now at least. My stomach growled, reminding me that between the vomiting and the length of time since I’d last eaten, I really was hungry. If there was ever a chance for me to escape I needed to be healthy, since I might need to run for a while. As I walked slowly over to the food on the desk, Nicholas shook his head and pointed to the bed.
“Towel first, Jayden, then food. You need to learn to clean up after yourself,” he reprimanded.
I swallowed and retrieved the towel and put it in the hamper in the bathroom. Then I came back and sat in the chair beside Nicholas. As I reached for the spoon, Nicholas picked it up first, dipped it into the bowl, and held it suspended in front of my mouth.
“Open,” he ordered.
I stared at him a moment in confusion, but opened my mouth when I realized he wasn’t kidding. “I can feed myself,” I said. Suddenly another spoonful was there and I opened my mouth involuntarily. “I’m not helpless. I feel much be-“
Another spoonful was pushed into my mouth, this time causing me to choke, since I wasn’t prepared for it. I coughed and pressed my hand against my chest. Nicholas picked up the glass of sweet tea and held it to my lips, then tipped the glass. I reached up to hold it, only to have him pull it away and set it on the desk, out of reach. He picked up the spoon again and I leaned back in my chair, away from him.
“Jayden, I will assume by your actions that you’re finished with your meal. If you’re not, then you will open your mouth. You have ten seconds before I remove the tray.”
I stared at him, stunned. There was no emotion, no inflection whatsoever in
He never turned from the window as he answered. “No. I said I won’t look, so you’re going to have to take my word for it. Your food is waiting and getting cold. I won’t send it back to be reheated, so the longer you wait, the colder it will become. Now, you have a choice: Stay wrapped in that towel for the rest of the evening, or get dressed. But you need to decide now. You have five minutes and then I’m going to turn around.”
I stared at the back of his head, not knowing what to do. He said he wouldn’t turn around, but did he mean it? Not wanting to sit in the towel all night, I decided to take him at his word.
“Three minutes.”
I quickly threw the clothes onto the bed and pulled up the silk panties and yoga pants under the towel.
I quickly glanced over at Nicholas, pulled the towel tighter around me, and slipped on the t-shirt. Then I had to contort myself to get the lace bra on, but I finally managed to do it.
“Time’s up.” I was just pulling my shirt into place as he turned around and smiled at me, though there was no warmth behind it. “Very good. Put the towel in the hamper and come back in here. I’ll get your food from the hall.”
He went out to get the food and I took advantage of the moment, running to the French door that led onto a balcony. I grabbed the handle and pulled, shrieking when a large dog suddenly appeared on the other side of the glass, barking and growling at me. A man stepped in front of the door, pulling back on the dog’s leash. He’d been hidden by the wall next to the door. The rifle slung over his shoulder and the gun strapped under his arm told me I wouldn’t be getting past him, even if the door wasn’t locked. It wouldn’t have mattered though; I would never have the guts to try and get past that dog.
“Were you going somewhere, Jayden?” I turned back to see Nicholas coming back into the room carrying a tray with a bowl and a glass. He ignored me as he set it on the desk and then brought the chair over from beside the bed and sat down. “I believe I told you to put the towel in the hamper. Do it and come eat, or you can go hungry.”
I reluctantly let go of the door handle and debated what choices I had. There were none, for now at least. My stomach growled, reminding me that between the vomiting and the length of time since I’d last eaten, I really was hungry. If there was ever a chance for me to escape I needed to be healthy, since I might need to run for a while. As I walked slowly over to the food on the desk, Nicholas shook his head and pointed to the bed.
“Towel first, Jayden, then food. You need to learn to clean up after yourself,” he reprimanded.
I swallowed and retrieved the towel and put it in the hamper in the bathroom. Then I came back and sat in the chair beside Nicholas. As I reached for the spoon, Nicholas picked it up first, dipped it into the bowl, and held it suspended in front of my mouth.
“Open,” he ordered.
I stared at him a moment in confusion, but opened my mouth when I realized he wasn’t kidding. “I can feed myself,” I said. Suddenly another spoonful was there and I opened my mouth involuntarily. “I’m not helpless. I feel much be-“
Another spoonful was pushed into my mouth, this time causing me to choke, since I wasn’t prepared for it. I coughed and pressed my hand against my chest. Nicholas picked up the glass of sweet tea and held it to my lips, then tipped the glass. I reached up to hold it, only to have him pull it away and set it on the desk, out of reach. He picked up the spoon again and I leaned back in my chair, away from him.
“Jayden, I will assume by your actions that you’re finished with your meal. If you’re not, then you will open your mouth. You have ten seconds before I remove the tray.”
I stared at him, stunned. There was no emotion, no inflection whatsoever in
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