Sleeping With The CEO
Chapter 209: Simply Red

Chapter 209: Simply Red

Whether it was karma or whether some higher being was looking down at Emily and laughing, she had no idea. Or maybe it was fate. But whatever it was, Emily was ready for it to be over already. She had spent most of Saturday, being as close to Derek as possible, when they were in bed. She was not shy about initiating contact. Being sure to move into his personal space, and cuddle him as much as possible. Then, when they had gone up to the roof so that he could swim. While she continued with her embroidery. Emily had been focused on making sure that she was as relaxed as possible. So that Derek could realize that she was not unnerved by his presence simply because of something as natural as getting an erection in the morning.

It had been slow going.

But it had finally worked. And by the time that they had gone to bed that night. Derek was no longer stuck in his head with his toxic thoughts. In fact, when they had gotten into bed, he had not hesitated to pull her close. Then after chatting for a few minutes, the two of them had fallen asleep in each other’s arms. As always, the sleep had been fantastic. Ten out of Ten. Emily had no complaints when it came to that. In fact, she had just woken up. And as expected, Derek’s hardness was poking against the side of her thigh. Emily had to admit there was absolutely nothing little about the man. Feeling her mouth go dry, she swallowed, trying to get some moisture back.

’I will not think dirty thoughts about my boss...I will not think dirty thoughts about my boss...’

The mantra was enough for Emily to pull her mind out of the gutter. With her mind no longer occupied by lustful thoughts, Emily tried to lay there and just think. But then, her breathing faltered, panic setting in. Now that she was paying attention to her own body instead of Derek’s, she became aware of her situation. ’No way,’ She thought, ’It could not be,’ But then Emily felt a familiar wetness slowly spreading down there and she knew. She just knew that she was not wrong in her initial thoughts. But of all the days for her period to come, it just had to choose the day after she had talked Derek down from ending the arrangement, telling him that his erection was perfectly natural.

Why was she having her period then? It was a week early, she should have had time to prepare. How was it so early?

"Alright, do not panic Emily, do not panic," She whispered to herself. The situation was still salvageable. After all, Derek was asleep. All that she had to do was make her way to the bathroom.

and handle things. He did not even have to know. She would just shower and then do a mad dash to the nearest store, buy her supplies and come back before he knew what was happening. But Emily’s hopes of keeping the whole thing under wraps, were dashed the moment that she tried to leave the bed. Unlike with Derek, who could just gently scooch away, Emily was stuck. A cage made of solid muscle, holding her in place. And no matter how hard she tried.

Derek was just too heavy for her to push away. And when she tried to slip out from his hold, he simply tightened his arms around her, and drew her closer. All the while she could feel the wetness spreading. Right, there was no saving this situation.

She just had to bite the bullet and come out with it. Now that she was in her own situation. Emily finally realized why Derek had been so mortified.

Karma really was something else.

Men tended to freak out a lot when it came to women discussing their monthly period. And now, she had to wake a guy and tell him that, she was on hers and that most likely she had stained his sheets. At least it was only a tiny stain from what she could feel. Biting her bottom lip, Emily decided to just get on with it. "Derek, Derek..." She called. His nose twitched at the sound of his name. But then he went back to sleep.

With a sigh, Emily wriggled around a bit until she was finally able to free an arm. She tapped gently at Derek’s cheek. "Derek, Derek, Derek..." This time, a lone green eye opened. He glared at her sleepily. "What?"

He asked, pouting at her in way that was so adorable she would have cooed if she were not panicking.

"I have a visitor. You have to let me go," His brow furrowed in confusion.

"What visitor? Didn’t we agree that we will not be letting anyone in on our secret?" He asked, not understanding.

Men, if she had said this to another woman, there would not have been any need for more clarification. "No Derek, I mean that my auntie is here," She tried again.

"Huh?" He still did not get it. This time he raised his head, both eyes now blinking at her in confusion.

"What aunt? I thought that the only family member you have left is your mother,"

Feeling a headache coming on, Emily decided to just be direct with him.

"Derek, I mean I am on my period!" She growled.

He huffed, then he lay his head back down on his pillow.

"Oh, then why didn’t you just say that?" He said, as easy as anything. Then a few seconds later, he shot up again. This time, he let her go, staring at her with wide eyes.

"By period, do you mean...blood?" He whispered the last part, and despite her own embarrassment, Emily could not help but smile.

"Yes, Derek, that is exactly what I mean,"

The man nearly fell off the bed.

"Okay, what do we do? Do I have to take you to a hospital? Do you have a doctor I can call?!"

Despite everything, Emily could not help but laugh.

"Relax Derek, I am on my period. I am not having a baby. I just need to get cleaned up and then I will be out of your hair," She said. Judging by the way he was so freaked out. There was a huge chance that he would not be able to continue with this.

Ignoring the way Derek suddenly found some place else to be looking, Emily quickly got up, thinking of a game plan.

Shower first, then think of the rest, she told herself. Once she got out of the shower, she would clean up after herself and wash the sheets.

Just because there was a chance that she would not be coming back. It did not give her any right to leave his sheets a bloody mess. Even if he had staff to help with that, some messes a person just had to take care of themselves.

With Derek still not looking at her, Emily made her way past him and into the bathroom.

She had literally gone from a peaceful morning, to a bloody mess.