Once inside, I quickly disposed myself of my clothing. Naked, I took a look at my surroundings. I saw the metal table he had described, beside another...table with various objects all made of metal and leather. I bent over the metal table as he had told me to and waited for him to come inside. I heard the door open and my heart thudded in anticipation. I felt a tinge of insecurity like before, but he was the type of man to not let me get this far if he didn't like what he saw. I heard him walk. Long for me, anyway.My meds weren’t as effective after I got my Class.When I came down, I had friends. Of a sort. I shot down a couple boys hard while I was up. Usually I just lie and say I have a boyfriend already, but they were really persistent!I’m not a pushover. I’ll never let someone touch me if I don’t want to be touched.I’m really glad I don’t try to have sex all the time when I’m manic. They told us that was a possibility when I was diagnosed, so Mom got me an IUD just in case.Yep,. Meanwhile Roderick was trying to light a cigarette. The bodyguard immediately stepped up to him and pulled the cigarette off his mouth. ‘I am afraid no smoking here Mr. Roderick.’ The bodyguards were hired by Alex to take care of his grandfather. They never addressed the pair as Mr. Jefferson or Mrs. Jefferson but by their first name. Roderick looked up at the bodyguard, muttered ‘fuck’ under his breath and slumped down on the sofa. Alex turned his attention back to his stepmother. ‘Let me. I took it and sipped. It was amazing. I took another sip, starting to gulp it down, he let me and poured me more.We talked a bit more, but then it grew silent and the moment felt oddly tense. “Harper,” He said, but he didn’t say it like the other times he said my name. This time it was deeper, more primal sounding. I met his eyes and they bore into mine, not allowing me to look away. I blushed. “Your gorgeous when you blush,” He said, that same low tone. I didn’t know what to say, I just sat.