Jake’s eyes narrowed and a frown appeared on his face as he saw his father kiss Kira and sent her out of the room. He had figured that by staying, he’d be able to have a little “time” with her by himself. Even by leaving the room, his younger brother was still causing Jake stress. {{Damn it, James…! Cock-blocking me once again.}} This wasn’t necessarily true, but Jake found himself laughing under his breath as he thought about it. He knew that he’d have plenty of other chances to get “acquainted” with Kira.<br/><br/>James had retired to his room, wanting to be alone for a while. What he had just witnessed had really shaken the foundation of the life that he was living. It was something that he would have never expected to have to go through. How could his brother be okay with such a thing when he knew how wrong it was as well? Thinking about the situation was just getting him angry and upset.<br/><br/>Jake looked at the glass of wine that his father had poured from him, and gave a fake smile. Being in college, Jake has had his fair share of drinks. He could stomach any type of hard liquor given to him, but the one thing he never liked drinking was wine. It was something that he could never stand. Jake found it to be a strange coincidence that on a day when his father was trying to push his lifestyle onto his brother and himself, he was given the drink that he has hated his whole life. This thought brought about another laugh in Jake’s throat. He took a courtesy sip, forcing down the wine, but that was all he was going to drink, just enough to keep his father happy.<br/><br/>“Do you want my honest answer?” Jake asked, knowing full well that he was going to give it regardless. “I think that this whole situation is crazy… Brining in a girl like that into our home. I mean, how did you expect it to go? I’m just glad that all James did was walk out of the room.” He told his father straight up. Then he set his glass down before leaning back in his seat. “But it does explain a lot about when we were kids… Those sudden ‘business trips’ that always came up. I have to give you credit for keeping up the charade this long, Pop.” Jake said with a grin.<br/><br/>James was lying in his bed, staring at the ceiling as he tried to think of anything else other than his father, brother, and the slave. He sighed, unable to succeed in changing his thoughts. What he really needed was a way to relax and relieve himself of his stress. A shower was the perfect answer for that. James popped up from his bed and exited his room.<br/><br/>James was looking through a closet in the upstairs hallway for a towel when he heard Kira’s voice behind himself. His eyes rolled at her words. “Why is it so important that I go along with this?” He mumbled, still looking in the closet for a towel. If he didn’t turn around then maybe she’d go away. Then he felt her touch on his arm, and couldn’t hold back his blush. James turned his gaze to her from the towels in the closet. “Look… Uh… Kira is it?” He started to say, bringing up his other hand to push up his glasses, as well as cover his blush. “I’m not upset because of my father… Actually, that’s not true. I’m a little pissed off at him, but that’s not the real reason that I’m upset. I know that you’re trying to make me feel comfortable with the situation, but you have to understand that I’m just not going to be comfortable owning a slave, even if you are okay with it. It’s a moral thing.” James firmly told her. His eyes shifted back to the closet, and he saw a clean blue towel, grabbing it with his free hand. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go take a shower.” He told her, moving away from her hand, and walking through the hall toward the bathroom.<br/>