Belong to You(22)

"Nope." He kissed the top of my forehead and lifted his shirt off. "I'm going to take a quick shower."

What? He dismissed everything I said in one little word and wasn't even  going to wait around to discuss it with me? He really was going to need a  lot of tutoring on how relationships work. "Jack, don't ignore what I  just said?"

I looked up at him in the mirror behind me and saw his face looked  annoyed. "I didn't ignore what you just said. I considered it and  responded to it."

"You considered it an responded to it?" Was he insane?

"Yep. Give me three good reasons why you can't keep them and I'll change my mind. I'm not unreasonable."

I felt the heat in my face rise, was he joking? I didn't even know how  to respond to that statement. And god damn it, I was drawing a blank for  three good reasons why I couldn't keep them.

His angry face changed to amused as he watched me in the mirror. "You  got nothing, huh?" One eyebrow arched in challenge. "Do they fit?"

"Yes."

"Do you like them?"

"Yes, but that's not the point."

"So why don't you tell me what the point is then Syd."

His rapid fire of questions was pissing me off. "It's too much Jack. You  just don't go around buying your girlfriend of two days $50,000 of  clothes."

"You don't?"

I could tell in his voice he was screwing with me and it just made me madder. "No, you don't, it's too much, too soon."

"Why?"

God he infuriated me. He infuriated me because I didn't have an answer … I  don't know why it was too much, too soon, it just was. "It just is  Jack."

He stepped out of the low hanging sweatpants that he was wearing as he  spoke. "That's not an answer Syd. You still haven't given me any good  reasons babe."

He was right, I hadn't given him any reasons, but that didn't mean that I  was keeping the clothes. I gave him my best pissed off look in the  mirror and he didn't flinch.

"Let's look at this another way Syd. Would it be acceptable for a new  boyfriend, who earns say $100,000 a year, to buy his new girlfriend a  $500 outfit if he wanted to?"

I thought about it. Michael had earned only a little more than that and I  guess I wouldn't have thought it was too much if he had bought me an  outfit costing $500. "I guess not, it would be generous, but I wouldn't  think it was insanity." Jack removed his boxer briefs and stood behind  me with his glorious naked body. If I couldn't come up with an  intelligent answer before he was naked, how the hell was I supposed to  think with that staring at me in the mirror?

"Then it's all relative babe. Just add a few zeros to the salary and I  should be allowed to add a few zeros to what I spend on my girlfriend's  clothes." And with that, Jack turned away and walked into the bathroom. I  couldn't help but watch as every muscle in his fantastic toned ass  tightened with each stride.

I thought about what Jack had said while I got dressed and I was glad  for a few minutes to think about the conversation without the pressure  of Jack's intense questioning. Was he right, I never dated a man that  earned millions of dollars, maybe it was all relative? But it still  didn't sit right with me for some reason, even if I couldn't give him  three good reasons why.         

     



 

Jack came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel and lord he was sexy.  The towel hung low and showed off his deep v and that little light line  of hair that lead from his belly button down to that place that made my  stomach flip flop.

"How did you know what shampoo and conditioner and makeup brands I  used?" It seemed like way too much of a coincidence that Chloe happened  to select all of my favorite brands.

Jack threw the towel on the bed and walked into his closet stark naked. I  was pretty sure I would never get used to how beautiful the man looked  without clothes on. "Sienna told Chloe what you used." His tone was  matter of fact as if he was saying something that wouldn't shock me.

He stepped out of the closet pulling up the zipper on a pair of dark gray slacks.

"What? How did Sienna talk to Chloe?" I was thoroughly confused.

"I gave Chloe Sienna's number and she called her."

"But how did you get Sienna's number?" I didn't even think he knew Sienna's last name.

He pulled on a light blue dress shirt as he spoke. "I told you we were  going to talk about internet security Syd. Any lunatic could find out  anything he wanted about the two of you with a few keystrokes."

"I guess he did." I was exasperated. We were going to talk about  internet security? How about we talk about boundaries and stalking?

My comment didn't seem to faze Jack in the slightest; he continued to  get ready without missing a beat. "Get dressed babe, we're going to be  late."

"Late for what?" I seemed to always be a step behind him in our conversations.

"Dinner, we have reservations at 8:30 at Coco LaMer"

Coco LaMer was the it place of the year. I had passed by it a few times  on my way to work and once I saw two of the girls from Sex in the City  going in for dinner. I heard the reservation wait was two months long,  although I never bothered to verify the information because that type of  restaurant wasn't in my budget. I didn't bother to ask how Jack got  reservations, the man clearly got whatever he wanted.

I took my turn in Jack's walk in closet and dressed in the outfit that I  had chosen to keep. It was a gold colored strapless dress. The top was  made of a delicate lace that wrapped around me like strips of gauze,  winding in different directions. The waist was high and had a large bow  on the right side. The bottom was a shredded mess of sparkly gold strips  that completely clashed with the delicate top. It looked like a walking  piece of art and fit me perfectly. I paired it with the shoes Chloe had  picked, five inch stiletto sandals that wrapped around my ankles. I had  long lean legs, but the short skirt and high heels made my legs look  crazy long.

I knew I looked good and I was glad that I had decided to leave my hair  down. I walked out of the closet as Jack was clasping his watch on and  his reaction was all that I had hoped for and more.

"Fuck Syd. You look beautiful. Sexy as hell."

I twirled to show him the full outfit and smiled at him. "Thank you, the outfit is beautiful. Chloe has incredible taste."

He walked to stand in front of me and took both my hands. "You are going  to get me killed, with my temper and the looks you are going to get."  Jack was dead serious and I loved every word.

I rolled my eyes, telling him he was exaggerating and planted a kiss on his mouth.



Of course, the matre de at Coco LeMer knew Jack by name. While it was  nice to get service as soon as you walked in, the thought of Jack  bringing some of his 1,000 other women to the restaurant dulled my  spirit. Jack was already getting good at picking up on things that  bothered me quickly and whispered "I've only ever brought business  associates here" as we walked to the table. I thought it was sweet that  he noticed the little things.

Sienna jumped up as we arrived at our table. "Surprise!"

I hugged her as if I hadn't seen her in years. I was happy to see her, but confused. "What are you doing here?"

Sienna looked at Jack and smiled. "I threatened to kill him if he hurt you and he invited me to dinner."

Yep, that sounded about right for Sienna. I hadn't filled her in on all  that had happened since Jack came back a few days ago, the last time I  saw her I was a crying mess over him. So much had happened and it felt  like months had passed in the last week.

"I'm sorry Sienna, I should have called you." I took her hand.

"I'm the one who owes Sienna the apology Syd. I was a complete asshole  to you and Sienna was just being a good friend. I wouldn't have wanted  her to react any other way when I called."

Sienna smiled at me. "We need to celebrate Syd, how about tequila for a change?" We both cracked up.         

     



 

The food was incredible and Sienna and I were happy to let Jack order  for us. A few men stopped by the table during dinner to say hello to  Jack and he introduced us each time, calling me his girlfriend. I loved  hearing him call me his.

Sienna told me about some potential gigs that she was working on for us  and we told Jack stories of the worst gigs we had ever done. The bat  mitzvah where I had the flu and threw up behind the stage in a bucket in  between songs. Only for the little boy who was the guest of honor to  trip over a few minutes later and be forced to wear a vomit covered suit  the rest of the night. The rave in an abandoned warehouse in Boston  that got out of control when a biker that was hitting on me didn't know  when to quit, causing a full blow war between two biker gangs to erupt. I  don't think Sienna noticed Jack's jaw tighten as she told the story  about the biker guy, but I didn't miss it.

Jack didn't tell many stories about his past, but I wasn't sure if it  was because he didn't want to share or because Sienna and I monopolized  the conversation most of the evening. Either way, the three of us  laughed most of the night and I was surprised that three hours had flown  by. Sienna and I excused ourselves and went to the ladies room to  freshen up. I gave her the seven minute catch up on all that had  happened. "Well if I didn't see you guys together tonight, I would  probably have been concerned when you got around to telling me you were  reunited. But, shit Syd, that man is in love with you."