“I am just nipping out for a minute. I will meet you in the bar,” Zack told me as he headed out.
I went down to the bar and ordered two gin and tonics. Zack came into the bar and I saw several women look around and admire him. He was totally oblivious to the attention and he strode over to me, kissing me deeply. I weaved a hand into his hair pulling him into me. I savoured his taste and his scent. Pulling apart, we looked at each other and smiled. We seemed to have forgotten where we were.
We were sipping our gin and tonics relaxing when I saw that idiot Alex seated at a table in the corner of the bar.
“Good, god. There’s that dick from Paris, Zack.”
“Oh no,” he groaned, turning away so he didn’t see us.
“He must be staying here too.”
“Great!”
“Never mind, just ignore the knob-head!”
“Ha! That sounded funny and very un-American!”
We quickly finished our drinks and went up to our room to get showered and changed into our evening wear. Zack looked so handsome in a tuxedo and I felt quite presentable next to him in my evening dress.
Looking at him gave me goose bumps all over. I shivered breathlessly. He turned around and gazed at me.
“You look so beautiful and I really can’t believe that you are mine. Jennifer, you have taken my heart and it belongs to you.”
“How do you always say such lovely things to me, Zack?”
Tears gathered in my eyes. He stepped forward and brushed them off my cheeks with his thumbs. With my high heels on, I stood over 6ft and didn’t have to tip toe up to him.
“Wait a minute, this outfit needs something else to complete it. Let’s see what this looks like,” Zack said, grinning at me.
He pulled a long narrow box out of his jacket pocket.
“Turn around and close your eyes, Jennifer.”
I obeyed him as I felt him fasten a necklace. He took my hand and led me somewhere.
“Open your eyes.”
I opened them and I couldn’t believe what I saw. Around my neck was the most breathtakingly beautiful diamond necklace. It was so elegant and not ostentatious.
“Oh my god, Zack, it is gorgeous. Thank you,” I squealed, throwing my arms around his neck and kissing him.
“It looks beautiful on you, Jennifer,” he told me, holding me close to his body.
“We had better get going before we get carried away and don’t make it out at all!” I laughed, grabbing his hand.
We headed downstairs and checked the table plan before taking our seats. As we settled in at our table, I noticed that Alex was sitting at the next table with a very attractive red-head. She looked bored. Alex saw me and blew me a kiss.
Luckily, Zack didn’t notice him.
After the beautiful meal, the auction started and we laughed at some of the things that were auctioned off for the charity. The guests dug deep and it was clear to see they could easily afford it.
We were both enjoying the evening when a very slim tall blonde with a stunning model-like figure came walking towards our table.
She was a bit flat-chested but completely gorgeous. Zack saw her and stiffened in his seat.
“Hello, Zack. How are you? You look wonderful as usual,” the blonde beauty purred.
This must be Olivia. The bitch!
“Hello, Olivia. You look well too,” he stuttered, looking at her.
I had never seen a woman have this effect on him. His face was bright red.
“I’m Olivia. It’s good to meet you,” she said warmly, shaking my hand.
In spite of myself, I liked her although I was jealous of the fact that he once loved her.
“I’m Jennifer. It’s nice to meet you too. Are you enjoying the night?”
“Yes, it’s been great. I love these auction things, they are great fun,” she smiled.
She couldn’t take her beautiful cat-like green eyes off Zack. As we chatted, the host interrupted with an announcement.
“Right, for the next auction we need a lady from each table to come up to the stage and we will auction a dance with each of them. Come on, ladies don’t be shy!” he shouted excitedly.
Olivia headed back to her table. All the ladies on our table looked at each other and nobody jumped up.
“Go on, Jennifer. I am a patron and looking at these other ladies you will pull in the most money!” Zack whispered, laughing.
“God, Zack, how embarrassing!”
“Up you get!” Zack said, hauling me to my feet.
I walked over to the stage and the host shook my hand and made me join the line of equally embarrassed-looking ladies.
The auction got under way and most dances went for £500.
It was my turn last.
“Now gents, this is our last dance partner of the evening and what a dark-haired exotic beauty she is!” he said as I blushed profusely from the top of my head down to my toes.