Pleasure ~ Jenlisa

Chapter 13

Jennie Pov

"You are my fairy godmother." I joked as Rośe held up a pair of heels that perfectly match my dress she'd found for me. (Picture above)

"And next week, I'm taking you shopping." She wagged her finger like I was in trouble.

"Ugh." I flopped back on her bed and pulled a pillow over my head. "I just went shopping."

"You should have thought of that before you started banging on her Royal Hotness." I stuck my tongue out at her but couldn't keep a goofy grin from sliding onto my face.

"Do you want me to get that?" Rośe asked, I stared ay her quizzically. "The buzzer!"

"You're half naked. I'll get it." I jumped from the bed and headed to the hall. Hitting the button, I braced myself, still convinced that my next encounter with a reporter was just around the corner. "Delivery for Ms. Kim."

I hesitated. There was no reason to suspect that anything was up, but all it would take was one time to get burned. Then the perfect solution occured to me.

"She's not home." I lied. "You can leave it with Ms. Young in apartment 1. She's the landlord." "Thanks, miss." The delivery guy didn't seem to think this was odd or push his case, which meant I was probably being paranoid. He was just a delivery guy after all, but I knew it was okay to be cautious.

I debated going down and retrieving the package for a minute before I finally went back into Rośe's bedroom to discover steam pouring from the bathroom. Poking my head in, I discovered her busily plucking her eyebrows while the shower water heated up.

"What was it?." She asked.

"A delivery."

"Ohhhh!."

"I had them leave it with Jane."

Rośe blinked at this revelation and then continued her pursuit of errant eyebrows hairs. "That's smart. We should probably do that with all our packages from now on."

I nodded as I digested her words. From now on. Because things were going to be different after today.

"So tell me Jen. What is Lisa really like in bed?." Rośe asked as she washed her face. "After reading the article, I get the feeling that you left out some details."

"You should get in the shower." I said, skirting the question. The only way it was going to stay a secret was if I kept it to myself, which meant keeping it from 'my everyone, even my bestfriend'.

"Go get your package." Rośe ordered. I darted downstairs, knowing that we had less than an hour to get ready. It occcured to me about halfway down that I might have to say something to Rośe about hogging the shower, but then I shrugged it off. It wouldn't take me that long to get ready and I'd done most of my necessary primping before starting work today.

Knocking quietly on Jane's door, I realised I was still unsure I really wanted her to answer. But answer she did. Today she was clad in a summery dress that billowed around her in a riot of colors. Despite her age, she looked like a love child, and I half-expected her to say she was on her way to someone concert.

"Oh Jennie, darling!" She welcomed me with a kiss to the cheek. "I have a package for you."

"I know." I admitted sheepishly. "I asked them to leave it down here. There's been some more.. articles and I wasn't sure if it was real delivery man."

"Well, he didn't ask a thing about you. In fact, he didn't look like a delivery man."

"More like a ..oh, police officer." She said as she paced over to the table in her living room.