Something About Lorelei(28)

There was no way he could understand. He was Jack Sutton and apparently not a very emotional man. I turned my head and glared at him for a few moments. Our eyes locked on each other.

“Have you ever been in love, Jack?”

“No. I can’t say that I have.”

“Then you could never understand. Do me a favor. When you do fall in love at some point in your life, get back to me on how you’d feel if something happened to that person. How your whole world comes crashing down in a split second and you find it hard to breathe and go on without them in your life.”

I got up from the stool and went upstairs to get dressed and leave. As I put on my dress, Jack walked into the bedroom and clasped my shoulders.

“Lorelei, I’m sorry. I was being insensitive. To be honest with you, I’m not a very sensitive person. Let me ask you something. Why me? After seven years, why did you finally choose to have sex with me?”

“If you would have asked me that last night, I would have told you something different from what I’m about to say now. The truth is, I don’t know. I have to go.”

I grabbed my shoes from the floor, my purse from the nightstand, and walked down the stairs. I expected him to follow me down, but he didn’t. Walking down the street and trying to put on my shoes, I waited until I reached the corner to hail a cab. My stomach felt sick and my feelings were hurt. Maybe Jack wasn’t the man I thought he was. Or actually, maybe he really was and I just chose to see him as someone different. Who the hell knew and who the hell cared? I was happy I didn’t tell him about Hope. Jack Sutton was nothing to me but a one-night stand who happened to be my boss.

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Jack

Lorelei left in anger and I just let her leave. I should have gone after her, but I didn’t like what she said to me. I still didn’t understand why she wouldn’t have sex. I guess it was a woman’s thing. I knew that I would never go without having sex for seven years. Good grief, I couldn’t even make through a week. I sighed as I stepped into the shower. Once I was finished, I went into my closet to get some clothes. As I was getting dressed, I looked at the crumpled sheets where Lorelei lay in my arms and slept last night. She didn’t know it, but I lay there for a while and watched her as she slept. She looked so peaceful and so angelic. She made me feel things last night as we were making love that I’d never felt before, and for her to just walk out like she did today really bothered me. Great. She was mad and now things were going to be tense at the office on Monday. I needed to rectify things and I needed to do it now.

I walked down the street to the florist. As I was looking in their cooler at the beautiful arrangement of flowers, a woman approached me.

“Hello, there. Is there something I can help you with?”

“I need to send some flowers to a woman I pissed off.”

“Ah. Apology flowers. I understand. We send a lot of those. I would suggest our apology bouquet, which consists of red and white roses arranged in a glass vase with greens and sprigs of baby’s breath.”

“Okay. That sounds nice. I’ll send one of those.”

“Very good. If you would follow me to the counter, I’ll get some information from you.”#p#分页标题#e#

When I approached the counter, the woman showed me the cards they had on display.

“Here are your choice of cards to send with the flowers and here’s a pen.” She smiled. “The name of the recipient is?” she asked.

“Lorelei Flynn,” I replied as I took one of the white cards from the display.

“Address, please.”

“Oh shit. I don’t know her address. Hold on a second.” I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone, dialing Garrett.

“Hey, what happened to you last night?” he answered.

“We’ll discuss that later. I don’t have time right now. I need Lorelei’s address. Do you have it?”

“It’s at the office and why do you need her address?”

“I just do. I can’t explain now. But I need to send her some flowers.”

“Jesus Christ, Jack. NO!” he yelled and the woman looked at me.

Then it hit me. Tony had driven her home so he would have her address.

“Just remembered something. I’ll call you back later.” Click.

I dialed Tony.

“Hello, Jack.”

“Tony, I need Lorelei’s address. You have it, right?”

“Yes. Hold on a second and I’ll get it for you.”

After a moment, he rattled off her address as I wrote it down on the white card. “Thank you.” Click.

I handed the woman the card and pulled another one from the display. She glared at me.