Jack kissed me again chastely goodnight and I watched him walk down the hall. I could have sworn that he looked at the Kennedy suite and then back to me, confirming what I had wondered just the day before.
Chapter 21
Saturday night I didn't mind going to work, but only because I knew Jack and Sienna were coming to the club. Sienna was bringing a few friends from her band and I was surprised when Jack had agreed to join them. Sienna had told me to invite Jack, but I never actually expected him to agree to join them.
Sienna and her friends arrived first, and I could tell that the party wasn't just getting started; it had been underway for at least a few hours. They were rowdy and loud, but it was just what the club needed. Sienna was clad in one of her usual club hopping outfits, 4 inch high heeled black leather boots that came to her knees, a black leather mini skirt and a tight black Sinners concert t-shirt emblazoned with red sparkling sequins. I picked a song I knew she couldn't resist and watched as she made her way to the dance floor. By the time the song ended, the number of people on the dance floor had doubled. Sienna's energy could get a party at a funeral started.
I couldn't resist calling Sienna to the stage for a song. Of course, it didn't take much to get her to oblige, I couldn't remember Sienna ever turning down an opportunity to sing since we were kids. It didn't matter where or when; she was always ready for a performance. I told the band what song to sing and the two of us took turns singing different parts. We hadn't practiced the song together in years, but neither one hesitated when it was our part to sing. It just came naturally to sing with Sienna, as it always did since 3rd grade. As we dove into the chorus singing in perfect harmony together, I saw Jack standing watching us from the bar. I smiled at him and he smiled back as he raised his glass to me.
The crowd loved our performance and I knew it was a bad time to take a set break. I should have kept the energy going by singing another dance song. But I wanted to say hi to the beautiful man on the other side of the room and show Sienna to the booth that I had reserved for them.
Jack didn't move as I walked in his direction, but his eyes never left me. I looked up to his gorgeous face as I walked, captured by his green eyes sparkling in the semidarkness of the club. His focus on me was searing. I didn't say a word and neither did he. Instead my mouth reach up and went for his. It took less than two seconds for Jack to regain control of the kiss that I had started. He took my face in his hands and held my face where he wanted it as he kissed me senseless.
By the time he broke the kiss, my knees were weak. I was in the middle of a club, a club where I worked, and the man had me panting and breathless in twenty seconds flat. I should have known better than to start anything remotely sexual with Jack in public.
"You looked like you were having a great time up there." Jack's thumb rubbed my bottom lip as he spoke.
I took a deep breath to regain my wits. "I was, I really do love singing with Sienna."
Sienna broke into our cocoon, the sarcasm dripping from her voice. "I'd say get a room, but you already have a whole hotel full of them, don't you?"
Jack and I both turned to Sienna. "I do. But I have to warn off the hungry masses of men drooling at the two of you on stage somehow, don't I? Jack's words were said in jest, but I knew there was an element of truth in them. He was definitely an alpha dog that marked his territory to keep the pack at bay.
"Well, don't keep the masses from me, I don't have a prince charming of my own to sweep me off my feet at the end of the night yet." Sienna winked and reached up and kissed Jack on the cheek.
Jack shook his head and smiled and Sienna introduced us to her friends. Some of them I already knew from the band, but there were a few new faces. After a few minutes, I excused myself and went back to rejoin the band. The night went by quickly and I loved watching my friends dance and enjoy my music. I tried not to focus on Jack, but I couldn't help myself. I couldn't be in a room with him and not watch him. And I caught him watching me on more than just a few occasions too.
The next afternoon, I laid in bed with a bit of a hangover from the tequila shots I had with Sienna after I finished working. My head dangled sideways at the foot of the bed, the covers pulled up to my neck. An hour earlier, Jack moved from his office and sat with his back against the headboard, typing on the keyboard of the laptop on his lap. "Do you really like this movie?"
I turned to look at him, I loved to see him that way, wearing a simple white t-shirt and jeans and his feet crossed at the ankles, his long legs splayed down the length of the bed. He looked so young and relaxed, I knew that it wasn't a side of him that many people knew. "It's a classic, who doesn't love Ghost?"
"Babe, men don't like Ghost."
"They don't?"
"No, they don't."
"And you speak for all men?" I rose an eyebrow inquisitively.
"I do."
I crawled up the bed, straddling his legs. "What do men like then?"
Jack grinned and folded down his laptop.
"You, naked and the tv off."
I pressed my pelvis down and felt his erection stabbing into my cleft. "Is that all men, or just you?" I teased as I rolled my hips.
Jack leaned up and firmly gripped my ribcage. "There will be no other men seeing you naked."
I leaned in and bit his ear gently before I whispered, "Because I belong to you."
The following Monday was Jack's birthday and I wanted to surprise him, but what do you get a man with unlimited resources and a personal shopper with exquisite taste? I struggled for almost a week and decided on a gift with meaning instead of something from a store that I couldn't really afford and he didn't really want. I was sure it was a great idea, until I was on my way to his office to surprise him with it, then I thought it was a stupid gift and I would embarrass myself.
The guard greeted me at the door and recognized me from my earlier visit with Jack. I told him I wanted to surprise Jack for his birthday. He was hesitant to let me in, but did it anyway when I reassured him that it was okay. I passed a few people on the way to Jack's office door, all of them said hello and seemed to remember me. I was feeling confident until I stood in front his closed office door. I suddenly felt like an intruder and wasn't sure if I should knock or walk in. I decided to knock.
Jack yelled to come in and I opened the door. He was leaning against the front of his desk with his arms folded and Jenna sat in front of him, too close for my liking. His face showed surprise at my visit, but he made no attempt to hide anything he was doing. Jenna turned and saw me, giving me a cunning smile. "Syd, is everything okay?"
I took a few steps inside, suddenly feeling sick to my stomach. "I … .I … .I just wanted to surprise you with a birthday present. But I see that you're busy, I'm sorry I interrupted." I put the wrapped package down on the couch in his office and turned for the door, desperately needing to get out of there. It was suddenly as if all the air in the building had been sucked out and I needed to make it outside for my next breath.
Jack caught me at the end of the hall, grabbing onto my arm. "Syd, what's going on? Where are you going?"
I couldn't turn to look at him for fear I would lose it. All of the memories came flashing back from the day that I walked into Michael's office and found him leaning against his desk, his secretary on her knees, her head bobbing as she took him in. I struggled to free myself from Jack's grip and ran as fast as I could to my car.
Jack stopped calling after the first day. I don't know why I wouldn't return his calls. I knew I was acting childish, but I wasn't ready to speak to him. I couldn't even bring myself to listen to his voicemails. Three days later, I was still dragging myself around feeling sick and sorry for myself. I had dark circles under my eyes and my face was swollen from crying. My hair was matted from the tossing and turning the night before and I didn't have the desire to brush it. I forced myself to undress and turned on the hot water to steam up my tiny bathroom. The knock at the front door startled me, as I was about to step into the shower.
I threw on my robe and went to the door to find Jack on the other side.
"What do you want?" My voice was low and lackluster.
Jack stepped inside, closing the door behind him. "I don't know what the fuck I did, but I'm going crazy Syd." I looked up at him, seeing him for the first time in three days. He looked like I felt. The impeccably groomed man with the pale sparkling eyes was a disheveled mess. He had three days of scrub and his skin was sallow and eyes dim.
"I can't do this Jack." My voice was a whisper and the words began to break as I spoke. Jack took a step toward me and I put my hand up, keeping him at distance.