I’d had my first eyebrow wax yesterday, as well, and the soft tones of the eye shadow I applied really made my eyes pop. Being careful not to overdo it, I kept that barely-there idea they’d had taught me. They’d trimmed my long length, but Jack had begged me not to cut it off, so I refrained.
Walking over to my now fully-furnished closet, I pulled out a soft, pale-pink dress that I knew he loved. Since he’d picked out all my clothes, it was easy to dress in a way I knew he’d like. The only issue I had was with the four inch heels he preferred, because I was sure I’d face-plant in them. It felt like I was walking on stilts.
Being alone in the new apartment took getting used to. I’d never lived by myself, but it did have its perks, such as having as long as I needed to get ready. I’d spritzed on a small amount of the perfume Jack had given me when the doorbell rang. Walking out in the heels, I tried not to break my neck as I opened the door.
As per normal, my heart raced as I let him in. The man didn’t do any other look but incredible. He was wearing a pair of black slacks with a white shirt and black tie.
“You look delicious enough to eat.” He twirled his finger, asking me to turn around, and I did so with a grin.
I’d paired up the pink, form-fitting dress with a pair of white pumps. I loved seeing the pleasure on his face as he gave me the once over. “Only because someone who has good taste took me shopping.”
He kissed my cheek lightly and chuckled. “It wouldn’t matter what you wore, you’d still be beautiful.”
My charming Jack. Smiling, I walked to the table that held my keys and purse, sliding my bag onto my shoulder. “Where are we going tonight?” We never stayed in.
“I thought you might enjoy seeing my home? Nadine prepared a meal for us there, and I’d love to get your opinion.”
He was taking me to his house? That was a first. I nodded, not sure it was appropriate to show how excited I was that we were going there tonight.
With a soft chuckle, he grasped my arm lightly and led me out the door. I locked up as we made it outside, because he’d insisted it was something I do, even though it was only me and my sister living in the building. It made little sense for me to worry about crime in this neighborhood, but arguing with him was pointless. He was almost as bad as my sister when it came to nagging over things until he got his way.
Dante held the door for us and I smiled, saying hello before sliding inside. Jack gave him a look that confused me since it was full of warning. I thought it was strange that he didn’t like his driver smiling at me, but shrugged it off. Dante was dating my sister, so his being worried over a simple smile was just odd.
He asked me about my day and since things weren’t different, it was a short-lived conversation. In turn, he told me about his and that took up the entire drive to his home. If his house could be called a home! He had a privacy gate and Dante had to enter a code before we could drive up the paved road that ended in a circle in front of the mansion.
It really couldn’t be called anything else, since it stood three stories high and splayed out in all its glory across a well-manicured lawn, with glass and dark grey brick. I’d never seen anything quite like it. “You live here?”
“This is where I lay my head.” He chuckled. I slid out of the seat as Dante opened the door, and could only gaze around in wonder as he dismissed him. The center of the rounded driveway had a beautiful fountain spewing water around a steel sculpture in the center and it was absolutely breathtaking!
“Would you like to see the inside?” The smile that covered his handsome face would give the fountain a run for its money in beauty, and I nodded, completely enthralled.
He led me by the elbow up the elegantly carved steps and through the double doors into the foyer. White marbled tiling covered the entry way and led out into a room with wide stairs and a huge chandelier dropping from the high ceiling. “It’s incredible.”
“I’m glad you think so.” He seemed very pleased as he gave me the tour and I took in all the opulence. This home was made for a movie star and my mind was having trouble wrapping around the splendor. I’d known Jack was rich, but until that moment, I guess I hadn’t figured out how wealthy he truly was.
“How do you ever leave this place?” It seemed we’d been walking forever when we returned to the dining room, and I was blown away at the refined elegance of all he’d shown me.
“Being here alone can be rather boring.” His smile told me that I’d amused him again, but I was having a hard time placing Jack the man, with the surroundings we now stood in.