Belong to You(41)

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.”#p#分页标题#e#

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.”