Natassia smiled, slowly nodding her head, “Yea truthfully it didn’t stop me either, I just don’t let Deon see me drunk, which isn’t hard cus he’s never around, and Gabe secretly gets of on seeing me suffer”

He was doing it again, that sad look on his face, he had done it earlier as well, but now it was when he was talking about his mom, obviously him and his mom didn’t get along, she wanted to know what had happened, but she didn’t want to pry, he didn’t seem to do good when people pried so instead she kept her mouth firmly shut.

“You don’t have to do that ya know…shut yourself up when your getting personal” She let out a soft sigh, “I may be your clients daughter but not tonight” She tilted her head to look at him, “You don’t have to worry about me spilling anything…to be honest im tired of it all” She shrugged her shoulders, she had come to LA for a remotely normal life, and then she had seen Diablo, and her brother to had found out, now her life was never going to be normal.

"I assume Gabe is one of your three body guards then?" Jeremy asked as he glanced up at her, it was getting harder to focus since he had already lost his appetite and was more of eating because he had to eat something.

He looked away licking his lips subconsciously, "The last time I let someone into my personal life and I told them my history it repeated itself and I don't want that to happen again here. If you and I keep in contact then maybe I'll let you know more, but if it's a normal life you want, you won't find one here. You'd be luckier if you moved somewhere in the middle of nowhere. Those are the only places you'd get a relatively normal life."

Jeremy wasn't going to lie to her, LA was not a place people came for a normal life. They came here to find an adventure or some where new to start over and start better. His father only moved them here because he got transfered here for his job. He still hated the fact that their whole family had to move because of that new job, he had been happy living where they were.

If he had staid there, he would have become a musician and probably would have started a band and lived a semi cush lifestyle traveling worldwide sharing his love of music with any willing soul. Not trapped in an office talking with hundreds of different countries, making less then legal dealings with them.

Natassia smiled nodding her head, “Yea Gabe is the softest outta the three, although id rather piss anyone of them of except him” Truth be told Gabe was hired for one reason he wasn’t afraid to stand up to Deon, as he proved when he had stepped in days before. She watched him, he was forcing himself to eat, that wasn’t good, but in a way it was, he knew what he needed and was giving it himself, more out of duty then anything else.

A laugh fell from her lips, “I could move to the middle of no where and still not lead a normal life, honestly normal is over rated, but id at least like to make a name for myself because of me, im tired of being known as Deons sister, or my fathers daughter” She stated softly, fingers brushing through her hair as she turned her gaze to her food.

Her face softened as she looked up at him, “Id like to keep contact though, other then Johnny I don’t really know anyone in LA, not any one I can call a friend” Hell she didn’t even know if she could Johnny a friend.

“So after food, what else did you have planned?” She questioned softly, she was going to do whatever it took to take his mind of her…even if it meant in the end seducing him in his weakened state.

Jeremy nodded, "Yeah it would suck living in someone else's shadow. I never personally had a problem with that since all my family is gone and I was an only child..." he paused stopping himself from saying anything else as his own words stung him harder then he was expecting them to.

He shook his head, "I don't think I'd be a good friend. I don't apparently make a good boyfriend so I doubt that I would make any better of a normal friend," he took a breath and shrugged indefinitely, "Well if you were Faye, there would be cuddling in front of the TV, which would lead to sex somewhere in the apartment. But you not, so I have got nothing for us to do other then start cleaning everything."

Jeremy figured he should wash the table, that way it would at least make him feel better all things considered.

Natassia rose a brow at his words, so his family was gone, and he had no siblings, which would explain why Johnny was so concerned about him, because she did believe he cared, more then Johnny should care. Licking her lips she shrugged his comment of, he had stopped himself from saying more, which meant he didn’t want more said, that was fine by her, she wouldn’t push it.

Heaving in a soft breath she laughed softly, “See always comes back to the sex” She muttered softly, another musical laugh falling from her lips, cleaning of another forkful of food, she pointed the end at the man opposite her, “Great food, cuddling and sex, if that doesn’t make a great boyfriend I don’t know what dose, so I think ill be the judge of the whole friend thing”

She wasn’t going to sit by and hear him put himself down, so from, what she had seen he was a pretty decent kinda guy and the things she he had told her about Faye and the things he had done for her, seemed pretty good boyfriend material. “Okay Cleaning it is, just point me in the direction, you’ll be surprised at how good I am with my hands”

A smile crossed her lips as they lapsed into comfortable silence while they finished eating, when they were both done she reached for her plate, standing so she could reach for his own to and headed towards the sink, it gave her a moment to compose herself, with her back to him, she took a deep breath before turning to face him, “Thank you, that was nice…I cant remember the last time I had something home cooked”

Jeremy nodded and shrugged, "Yeah well like I said I had stopped cooking all together at one point. Whiskey was breakfast, lunch, and dinner," he chose to ignore the good with her hands comment, even as his hormones spiked pleasantly.

He swallowed and stood glancing her over, "You didn't have to take the dishes but thank you... I guess we can start in the living room and go from there. Like I said before there wasn't much that didn't get christened."

That thought hurt the worst, even a woman he had just met was saying that he was good boyfriend material. The problem was that no one realized that he was in fact a decent guy underneath all of the rough and tumble exterior.

Natassia rose a brow, “And you still look so good how?” She questioned letting out a soft laugh as she deliberately allowed her gaze to roam up and down his form before her gaze stopped at his face, dark eyes sparkling in amusement, “You shouldn’t stop something your good at” She muttered softly as she folded her arms over her chest, dark eyes wondering around the living room,

“You to really got at it then huh?” Stepping closer to him she looked him up and down, “You do realize cleaning this place wont make her disappear right?” Her question came out softy, dark eyes roaming over his face, a soft, concerned smile flashed over her face. Dropping her gaze she brushed past him, one slender arm brushing against his, dark eyes returning to his face as she past.

Faye was stupid, no doubt about it, to let a good guy go, it was stupid, idiotic even, there were only so many good guys out in the world, the ones that were good, that treated you right, and she was stood in the room with one, a guy she had been searching for all her life and he might as well have been taken. Her mind wandered to Johnny and her heart gave a painful tug, there was no telling what a guy like him thought…her brother was right, she had been stupid getting involved.

Jeremy nodded, "I know but at least everything will be clean. That'll help with everything hopefully," he rubbed his neck and smiled sheepishly, "Yeah it just kind of kept happening, she's a little hard to resist most of the time. I would have done anything for her, you might not know what's that like but..."

He could tell something was changing with her, it wasn't completely obvious but he could tell. He made a living at being able to read people's voices and body posturing, which came in handy in situations like this. Jeremy glanced away from her, there was something in her posture that was something like regret.

"What did I say or do to get that expression of regret from you? You're not supposed to be the one getting upset over all of this shit."

Natassia laughed, dark eyes turning towards him, “Yea I can see why you would have wanted to do her in every room, women like her are poison” She muttered with a soft laugh, fingers brushed through her hair, dark eyes furrowing as she looked at him, her head tilting to the side. Licking her lips she smiled, shaking her head.

“Sorry you’re the heart broken one here” With a dry smile she shrugged her shoulders, “Lets just say I got into deep with a business partner and leave it at that, so the whole not having feelings returned you got going on here, I get”

A soft breath left her lips as she looked around the living room, the floor was hard wood which meant it would need washing down, probably the table as well, she moved further into the room, gaze wondering out of the window for a moment, “Okay wheres all your cleaning things”

Jeremy shrugged not prying, "Yeah business and pleasure isn't always the best mix. Everything that's for cleaning is in the wash room. I tried to at least keep that much organized, not that it really helped."

He turned away from her and walked back to the small room with the washer and dryer. He had forgotten to turn the thing on anyway so it wasn't going to be a complete waste of time to be going in and out of that room. He might as well wash the rest of his laundry while he was at it.

Jeremy looked at the wash machine and felt a sharp pain of regret, there was going to be no trace of their relationship left after this. It was going to be like it never existed, there wasn't going to be anything left after they finished cleaning. He took a breath and started the wash, he could barely live with his memories much less live with the constant reminders of what he had lost.

Grabbing a mop, a broom and a bucket Jeremy walked out of the washroom and looked at Natassia, "This is your last chance to bail. If you walk away now, then you won't have to clean for hours on end, and you could go home and sleep."

Natassia nodded her head, dark eyes sparkling, “And yet you cant help those you fall for” She stated softly, brushing a hand through her hair she let out a soft breath, her gaze wondering around the room, before watching him leave. Heaving in a breath she stepped over to the window and looked out over LA, what she would do to live in a place like this, somewhere normal, or as normal as it got any way, for half a second she could pretend she wasn’t who she was.

Turning she looked over at him, with a small smile, “Hell might get my of tings” She stated with a smile, before walking over towards him and pulling the mop from his hand, fingers brushing over his hand she tugged it towards her, before twisting so she could go and fill the bucket in the kitchen.

Letting out a soothing breath she dropped the bucket back in the living room, dark eyes lifting to meet his once more, “You gonna stand and day dream all day?” A soft laugh fell from her lips, “Sooner you start sooner you can stop remembering”

Jeremy nodded, "Yeah you really can't choose who you fall for," he said softly when she was out of earshot.

His heart was hammering in his chest as he could see her with him, his body feeling phantom touches from all of the times they had kissed, every time they had done anything at all together. He closed his eyes and tried to force the memories back, Natassia coming back actually helped break him back to reality.

"If I was daydreaming I would be happier, all I'm doing is remembering," Jeremy said opening his eyes, "Yeah cleaning will help the trigger memories right?"

Licking her lips she stood in front of him, “Im not saying this will make it easier, that your not gonna remember every time you walk into your apartment, but you can make it better, you can start wanting to forget” Heaving in a breath she let it out slowly, desperately fighting against the urge to make him feel better. “You and her had some great memories, great times, now its over, deal with it” Licking her lips she dropped her gaze, and a soft smile spread against her lips as she turned to begin cleaning the floor.

Once she was done she turned her gaze over to him, before her body slid past him as she moved so she could place the bucket and mop back in the wash room before quickly returning to him, yawning she lifted her arms, pulling her jumper from her body, the tight singlet revealing her toned body. “Bedroom” She questioned with a raised brow, seduction gleaming in her eyes as she looked up at him through hooded lips.

Jeremy had washed the kitchen table as Natassia mopped the floor out in the living room. Just about everything that had been out of the bathroom and the bedroom had been cleaned. The whole apartment smelled like Pine Sol, and not like the alcohol and sex smell he had gotten used to not to mention the cling of cigarette smoke was no longer in the air.

He swallowed as Natassia stripped in front of him, the sight of that alone was having blood rush into places he'd rather keep to himself, he didn't even need to hear that purred out word. Jeremy knew he was screwed as he took a half step back shaking his head quickly.

"No. I..." he looked away running a hand over his face as he glanced up at the ceiling as he forced his hormones into submission once more, "I can help you make the bed with the new sheets, but you can sleep by yourself if your that tired. I can't sleep, I... I just can't."

Dark eyes watched him with amusement and her head tiled to the side, “Who said anything about sleeping” One brow quirked as she stepped closer towards him, dark eyes raking over his body, he was a man after all, and she got the reaction of him she had been hoping for, heaving in a breath she wrapped her fingers around his wrist and smiled widely at him. Licking her lips she let out a soft breath, “Relax, I haven’t jumped on you yet” Another laugh fell from her lips and she tugged him towards the living room.

“Take if of” She commanded as she tugged at his shirt, signalling what she wanted him to do, before nudging him down to the floor, “And for god sake relax” She was determined not to jump him, it wasn’t at the end of the day fair on him, no matter how badly she wanted it, but she was going to make him feel as good as she could. “Trust me, im not gonna do anything you wont want me to”

"Good to know," Jeremy said obliging her by playing along for the moment.

He had no intention of letting her have her way, he was sick of that. He was tired of getting his emotions all twisted up in someone and having them walk away like it was the easiest thing in the world. This time he wasn't going to let her any closer then he wanted, she was going to walk out of his apartment at some point and she was going to be decently disappointed.

Jeremy looked up at her from his kneeling position on the floor, it really wasn't the first time he had been in this position, he just wasn't used to being sober for it. Subconsciously his arms flexed as he took a deep breath, the lean muscles in his torso rippling under his skin. No matter how much he drank, he managed to keep in decent shape.

Dark eyes played over his body, to say how he drank, he was a very attractive young man, licking her lips she smiled at him, before easing herself down on to the floor behind him, softly she heaved in a deep breath, her fingers gliding over his back, she moved her fingers up to his shoulders where they began to massage gently, kneading out all the knots she felt beneath her fingers.

“Your tense” She whispered pressing herself against him, nothing that would push his comfort zone though, she wasn’t stupid, he didn’t want it, so she wasn’t going to push it, instead she was going to get him to relax until he was able to sleep without dreams, or memories plaguing his mind like he was afraid of.

“You don’t have to worry about me, im harmless, really” A soft breath tickled over his back as she continued massaging his shoulders, gently moving down to massage the rest of his back.

"I can't imagine why I would be tense," Jeremy said sarcastically as he tried to keep careful check on everything she was doing, keeping his guard up, "Your as harmless as a cobra with its hood out."

Her fingers were pretty skilled and he could feel the knots in his back yielding to her as he tried to pretend that he was relaxing. He wanted her gone, her very presence was starting to screw with his brain. Every touch was like a spark going down his spine, every breath passed over his shoulders sent a wave of goosebumps over his skin. It was like she was killing him little by little, the worst part was that he was enjoying the fact she was doing this to him. He liked the fact she was trying to get his mind off of Faye and what had happened.

Jeremy winced as those fresh memories ripped through him; the beach with Faye as he rubbed her shoulders with steady hands, trying to wipe away her pain, the way she had fell into him and just seemed to fit against him like a missing piece of a puzzle. He squeezed his eyes shut and pressed his thumb and middle finger against his temples slowly squeezing the hand shut as he focused on the physical pain and pressure instead.

A chuckle fell from her lips, oh he had described her perfectly that was exactly what she was, a cobra ready to strike at any moment, she was dangerous, and they both knew it. She could feel the knots in his shoulders and back finally easing beneath her touch, but something else was coiling around his body, his mind.

Letting out a breath she stopped and settled against the sofa, dark eyes sparkling as she watched him, his fingers were working his temples, obviously he was remembering something he didn’t want to, here she was, trying to stop those memories, and they just kept on combing.

Heaving in a breath she frowned as she looked at him, dark eyes sparkling, shaking her had, she moved, so she could face his front, and pressed her back against his table, “Talk to me” She whispered softly, she had the urge to reach out to him, and kiss him but she pushed it away, she wasn’t going to do that, it wasn’t fair on him.

A soft smile graced her lips as she draw her knees up to her chest, and wrapped her arms around them, resting her head against her knee, the second he needed her she’d be there, but until then she’d just listen.

Jeremy shook his head and pushed himself off the floor, he didn't want to talk, he wanted to drink. He wanted to wash it all away, he wanted to drink until every thing was gone, every feeling, every memory, everything. He didn't want this he should have known better then to have bitten temptations apple. He should have known that he was in over his head with Faye. He should have known better.

But that was the problem he had let it happen again, he walked into the deep end and now he was drowning in it just like the first time. The only difference now was that Natassia was here to see him continuously crumbling. He was trying to build walls out of bread crumbs, one single wave would send it crashing down and he couldn't stop it.

"Your an idiot, you should have known better. She had been engaged, you should have known better then to get everything tied up again," he chastised himself hands resting on the edge of the sink, "I'm such a glutton for punishment I didn't even think about it."