“I ordered us dessert to be delivered to my suite, Renee said she wanted to see my floor.” His voice was harder than it was earlier, but I knew he was trying for me.
I mouthed thank you to him and he responded with a small smile and nod of the head.
Jack kept his hand at the small of my back and didn’t look back as we walked out of the restaurant. I saw his dad out of the corner of my eye, sitting at a table with a woman who looked at least 20 years his junior.
After dessert and a grand tour of his penthouse, Jack walked my mom and I back to the Presidential Suite. My mom graciously said goodnight and went to her room to give us a few minutes of privacy.
“You okay? You had me scared there for a few minutes when I saw your face when your father stopped by our table.”
“I’ll deal with him later.” He buried his head in my hair and nibbled on my neck.
I giggled. “Stop, my mother is in the next room.”
“You could sneak upstairs after she goes to sleep.” Jack teased as he continued trailing kisses down my neck.
I ducked out of his reach. “No way. I think she really likes you. I’m not messing that up.” I teased playfully as I walked around him and started to push him towards the door.
Jack turned at the door and took my face in his hands. “You think she likes me?” He could be so irresistibly adorable when he wanted to.
“Yes, I think she loves you.”
“I’ve never met a woman’s mother before.”
I’d forgotten that he didn’t have any relationship experience and that things like meeting my parents would be first experiences to him. He just seemed so confident and secure in doing them, that it was easy to forget that it was new for him. I adored that he cared that she liked him and that he was nervous about it. If it was possible, it made him even more endearing to me.
“Well, mine loved you.” I reached up on my tippy toes and kissed his nose.
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.#p#分页标题#e#
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.