Belong to You(21)

I peered to one side of the room, and then the other. Jack was right, we  had apparently gotten the attention of everyone in the room "You're  unbelievable."

He kissed me chastely before letting me go. "And don't you forget it babe."





An hour later, Jack came back to the empty club while I was finishing my  set up routine and said goodbye. "Your place or mine tonight?" He said  it like there was never any question that we would be spending the night  together again that night.

"Yours, your bathroom is bigger than my apartment." I smiled.

"I'll be back at midnight for you."

"That's not necessary Jack. I can take a cab to your place."

He kissed me sweetly on the lips. "I want to."

I sighed "Okay."





Chapter 16




Sunday morning we slept late and it was early afternoon before we got  out of bed. Jack ordered room service and a pot of coffee for me. We sat  at his dining room table that could sit 14 and I wondered how much  entertaining he did that he needed such a big table.

"Do you host a lot of parties?"

"Here? No. The only people that have ever been up here are my boys that  you met in Hawaii, and they don't require a dining room table or  hosting."

His statement peaked my interest. "So, the five hundred or thousand  women that you have … .entertained, none of them have been here?" I  dragged out the word entertained because fucked just didn't seem  appropriate at the dining room table.

I saw Jack's face growing uncomfortable. "No, there has never been  another woman in my bed Syd. You are the first woman I've entertained  here." He drew out the word entertained the same as I did, mocking my  choice of words.

My inner goddess was delighted with the news that no woman had been in  his bed before. But something didn't make sense. "So where did you  entertain the women then?"

Jack's jaw tensed and I instantly knew I wasn't going to like the  answer. He looked down at his plate. "I keep a room on the 15th floor."

I almost choked on my coffee. "You keep a fuck room?" My voice was louder and more condescending than I meant it to be.

"I kept a room where I could spend the night, it is a small suite and I  keep some of my things down there. It has an office in there too." His  voice was controlled and I could tell he was trying to restrain his  emotion and not be defensive.

"Do you have an office here too?" I wasn't trying to be sarcastic, but it came out that way anyway.

"I told you I wasn't proud of my past Syd. But we're together now and  you're in my bed, not in that room, so let's not do this." Jack got up  from the table and stormed out of the room.

I sat for a few minutes thinking. Jack was right, I was jealous and  acting like a brat. He had been honest with me from the start and never  pretended he was anything other than who he was. He didn't deserve my  judgment. I cleared the table and went to apologize.         

     



 

I found him in his exercise room, running full speed with headphones on.  He watched me as I walked in, but didn't slow his pace or take out his  headphones. I mouthed the words I'm sorry to him and he nodded his head  as he ran. He was dripping from the insane pace that he was running at  and his shirt was sticking to his heaving chest, outlining every cut of  his gorgeous body. Jack kept running, but caught my eyes wandering  around his body. I could tell that my admiration for his body had  distracted him, but he appeared content to keep running.

I pulled off his big t-shirt that I was wearing and stood there before  him, completely bare. His lust filled eyes roamed all over my body, but  still he didn't break pace. Then I slowly kneeled down on my knees, and  looked up at him under hooded eyes. That was it. He pushed stop and was  in front of me, within seconds. I pulled down his pants, opened my  throat and gave him the best apology I knew how.



Sunday night we sat around reading the three different newspapers that  Jack had delivered and I was in my glory. It felt so natural and easy  and I couldn't believe that we had only met a month ago. I hated to  leave, but we had been together since Friday night and I was nervous it  would be too much too fast. Besides, I had no clothes or toiletries with  me and I definitely needed my birth control pills.

"I'm going to take a quick shower if you don't mind, and start to get  ready to go." It felt awkward to say, but I wasn't sure why.

"But you don't have to be in work until tomorrow night?" More of a statement then a question.

"I know, but I don't have any clothes or things here."

"What do you need, I'll send Mateo to get whatever you need."

"Mateo?"

"My driver. He's paid to be on call and usually I'm running around. It will give him something to do."

"I need clothes and underwear, Jack. Is Mateo going to go into my apartment and rummage through my underwear drawer?"

"No. I'd have to break his fingers for touching your underwear. But I  can send him to Barney's to pick up some items that Chloe picks out."

"Chloe?" Did this man have a person to do all of his errands?

"She picks out my clothes. I'll call her and she can pick out some  things for you and Mateo can pick up the bags." He said it as if it was  simple and normal to have people run out and get my underwear.

"That's sweet Jack, but I'll just go home. You are probably getting sick of me anyway, I've been here all day and night."

Jack froze. "Are you sick of being with me Syd?" For a second, he looked vulnerable.

"No, of course not." I could see he needed reassurance. "It's just, I'm  afraid of taking things too fast. I know you are new to relationships  and I don't want to push you too fast and scare you away."

Jack's confident face returned as he grabbed his cell phone. "I spent  three weeks torturing myself without you babe. I'm not letting you slip  away now that I have you."

My heart swelled a little more at his affirmation. He pushed a button on  his cell and the conversation was over. He kissed my forehead as he  walked out of the room talking on his phone. "Nope, not for me today  Chloe, I need you to put some things together for my girlfriend."

His girlfriend? I loved the sound of that.



Two hours later there was a knock at the door.

I heard Jack and Mateo talk for a minute, but I was only dressed in one  of Jack's t-shirts, so I didn't go out to see what Mateo brought, even  thought I was curious. A few minutes later Jack came back to the living  room, I was camped out on his area rug, with newspaper sections spread  all over the floor. He plopped a few bags down on the couch. "How about  we go out to dinner tonight?"

"That sounds great." I motioned to the half dozen bags on the couch. "It  looks like I have something to wear." I smiled and shook my head.

Jack walked to me and reached down to where I was sitting to kiss me on  the forehead. Something about when he kissed me on the forehead made me  insides melt. "As much as I'd really love to make you model all your new  clothes for me, I have an hour or two of work that I have to get done.  So why don't you go see if you can find something you like and I'll go  to my office to work so that seeing your naked body won't distract me."

"Okay." Damn, he was cute when he was sweet.

"I'll bring the rest of the bags to the bedroom and make space in the closet for you to keep your things."

"The rest of the bags?" There were six on the couch, how many bags were  delivered? And he was going to make me space in his closet? Holy shit.         

     



 

"I told her to send over whatever would look sexy on your cute little  ass. Apparently she googled you and found pictures of you singing and  there is a lot you will look sexy in." I was momentarily speechless, but  it didn't matter, because Jack wasn't finished. "And we need to talk  about internet security, or lack of security. Any crazy man can find out  where you live."

Umm … yeah, you did.



Jack wasn't kidding when he said Chole researched me. There were at  least two dozen outfits and each one was something that I would have  picked out for myself. That is, if I had about $50,000 to go on an  insane shopping spree. There were bags and bags of beautiful shirts,  pants, shoes, bras, underwear and even lingerie and a robe. Then there  were cosmetic and hair products, all of which were in the brands that I  used. It was over the top, insane and way too much. I stopped looking at  the tags when I found a box of shoes that were marked $1,600 alone.

I decided to keep my favorite outfit, because I really didn't have  anything to wear if I didn't, and the cosmetics and hair products. The  rest was in a huge heap on the bed, and Jack was going to have to have  Mateo take them back.

Jack finished in his office and came up behind me as I was getting  ready. "Jack, there are way too many clothes there, I picked one outfit  to wear tonight, but the rest need to go back. I appreciate you buying  them for me, but it's way too much."