Worth The Risk

Chapter 6|| 'Newhouse Psychology Facility'

I stayed shut in my office, doing whatever paper work I had for the next hour to avoid people at all costs. Time seemed to drag on before it hit 1 o'clock. I checked my email and saw that Able had sent me Josiah's address, he lived 30 minutes away from the office. I sighed gathering my things and locking up my office, just as I'd expected people were stopping me asking if I was okay. I just nodded, thanking them for asking, because it was a nice gesture. It really wasn't often that I got to talk to the office people on the floor below me so it always surprises me how nice they can be. As I exited the building I fished through my purse trying to find my keys

"Ms.Brown?" I stopped, looking up. A tall mocha colored man stood a few feet away from me leaned against a jet black Mazda, he wore a white button up shirt tucked into a pair of black dress pants. I did a double take making him chuckle

"Whose asking?" I responded raising an eyebrow, he smiled at me revealing his white teeth and lifted his sunglasses

"Calm down love, Josiah sent me to escort you" I found my keys in my purse and looked back up at him for second, I have no clue who this man is, and no one emailed me saying that I would be escorted. Him being very attractive is a reason to get in the car with him, just not a logical one. I sighed at my thoughts and shook my head

"No thank you, I appreciate it though" he smirked at me and clicked his tongue

"Josiah usually doesn't like when people don't obey him" he said in an amused voice, I squinted and crossed my arms over my chest

"I'll just follow behind you, that way you don't get in too much trouble" I replied sarcastically walking away from him, I felt his eyes on me as I crossed the street and slid into my car. He shook his head smiling before pulling out of his parking space.
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We arrived 30 minutes later, pulling up to a huge house. I parked behind the Mazda and got out pulling my skirt down, which as a result of my huge thighs, rolled up from a knee length skirt to a coochie cutter. I rolled my eyes shimmying a little to pull it back to my knees, when I turned around I caught him staring at my ass.

"Having trouble finding my eyes?" He finally made eye contact, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly

"I-no. Sorry," his smirked returned shortly after
"After you?" I squinted at him heading toward the front door

"You know, Josiah told me to call you Ms.Brown-but what's your name?" He asked catching up to walk beside me

"You mean, you're okay with disobeying Josiah?" I teased, he narrowed his eyes at me making me laugh a little
"Shay" I said picking up on the look he was giving me

"Shay. Short for..?"

"Anashay" he 'hm'ed pulling out keys as we reached the house, when he opened the door I had to stop my mouth from dropping at the beautiful interior. I took my heels off at the door and walked further in to look around

"Hakeem" I raised an I eyebrow turning to look over my shoulder, he loosened his tie and laid it on the small table by the door
"My name, it's Hakeem"

"Hakeem.." I repeated nodding, he gave me a smile and pointed toward some stairs

"Josiah's room is just up those stairs to the right, first door" I nodded suddenly feeling weirdly nervous, I looked back at Hakeem who had plopped on one of the couches in the room and was buried in his phone

"Is it okay? If I just go in his room?"

"Yeah" he said simply, I didn't budge feeling really uncomfortable just popping in on him. Hakeem looked up from his phone at me
"Don't tell me you're nervous?" He asked, when I hesitated to respond he stood up and walked toward me leading me to Josiah's room. He knocked on the door twice before pushing it open

"Aye, Josiah! Ms.Brown is-SHIT" when the door opened Josiah's head whipped back to face us, bare ass on full display while he was mounting an equally as naked girl. I froze, mouth wide open. Hakeem pulled me back, and as soon as the door close I broke falling over and laughing loudly. Hakeem stood leaned against the door vigorously rubbing his eyes and shaking his head

"I will never unsee that. I am flabbergasted.." he mumbled to himself making me laugh even louder if possible, I followed Hakeem down the stairs still laughing lightly

"I can't stand you" he mumbled again crossing his arms at me. I stood up straight, a smile still plastered on my face.

"You'll be okay, it was just his butt" I replied, biting my lip to contain my smile

"Whatever. Are you thirsty? I can at least get you something to drink while we wait on Ass-tastic to come out" I nodded following him into the kitchen, I sat on an island counter and he slid me a cold water bottle. The cool liquid soothed my throat which was a little irritated from laughing, he looked back at me when I cleared my throat

"So..do you work for Josiah?" He made a face

"No, I'm his brother. Younger brother" I nodded, he was quiet again for a few seconds
"Are you busy tomorrow?" I bit the inside of my cheek

"Not that I know of, no..." I trailed off, he smirked again at me

"Because I wanna take you out" I raised my eyebrows

"Like..on like a date?" He shrugged, resting his arms on the table

"I guess. If that's what you want it to be-"

"Anashay" a deep voice came from the doorway of the kitchen, I shivered lightly knowing who it was. My name rolled off his tongue making me grip the water bottle in front of me, I turned to look at him. He was wearing grey sweatpants and shirtless putting his defined and tattooed body on display.

"It's bad enough you're already late, you couldn't even put clothes on?" Hakeem criticized raising an eyebrow, Josiah's eyes finally left me and went to him. He motioned toward the door with his head, Hakeem sighed leaving the room. Josiah settled on a barstool across from me on the island, eyes raking over me. I ignored the heat in my body pulling out a note book and pen

JOSIAH
I watched her pull things out of her purse and set them on the table, she was avoiding eye contact with me. I smirked dipping my head a little to meet her eyes
"Are you ready to start?" I nodded
"Okay, so you already know I'm gonna have to start with what happened at the club"

"I was there with my friends, these two guys wouldn't leave us alone so I beat them up. End of story" she bit the inside of her cheek and watched me for a second, my eyes fell down to the pen she clicked open in her hand. She broke the silence a few seconds later

"Josiah if we're gonna do this, I need you to be honest with me" I gave her an amused expression

"You think I'm not being honest with you?"

"I know you aren't" she shrugged, I craned my neck to see what she was writing but she moved from my reach completely ignoring me when I asked her what she was writing down. I frowned
"So last week. You came in and you were drunk, did something happen?"

Last week

I remembered all at once what happened the morning before we were supposed to meet, not so much the rest of the day it comes and goes. But for whatever reason a vivid memory I have of that day is Anashay. The look of concern on her face, the way she cared so much. She wanted to make sure I was okay, before anything else.

"Josiah?" Her voice stopped my train of thought in its tracks, I hadn't realized it but my hands were in fists on the table. Shay rested a hand on my bandaged hand, making me relax. My eyes traveled from her hand, to the notebook then her badge.

Anashay Brown'Newhouse Psychology Facility'

I read it again, and one more time. This is her job. I wanted to slap myself for taking this so personal. If she wasn't getting paid to be here, she wouldn't be here. Much less care about what's going on. I pulled my hand from her and crossed my arms, something flashed behind her eyes that I wasn't quick enough to catch.

"Everything was fine. I went to a party late the night before, must've still been drunk the next morning" she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, watching me. She didn't buy it, but didn't press me for it either way. I broke eye contact, training my eyes on the clock above her head. Only 45 more minutes of this.