Chapter 133
Chapter 133
“You hate French toast” he said as his hand fell to my cheek checking the temperature.
“Yeah but this is good French toast” I responded, his brow furrowed and his hand went back to my
forehead.
“I’m not sick” I said rolling my eyes, I eat one piece of French toast and he assumes I’m sick.
“Just checking, either your taste buds have been off lately or you’re growing, because you’ve been eating more than normal” he told me, I shrugged.
“Maybe I’m just eating good food.” I suggested, he agreed but I could tell his mind was preoccupied. We talked a little, but he was being different now, I knew his mind was somewhere else, so I just left him alone. He came back downstairs as I was washing dishes in a full tux, looking sexy as hell.
“Hey handsome” I greeted, he grinned and pulled me into a kiss.
“I have to go, open your presents, remember to eat lunch and be ready by 6 for dinner” he told me kissing me lightly again. I grabbed him pulling him back and kissed him with a little more urgency. I could feel the heat run over my skin slightly the harder I kissed him. I reached myself up, impossibly closer to him on my tip toes.
“How much time do you have before work?” I asked against his lip unbuttoning his shirt and loosening
his tie.
“Not enough” he murmured against my lips, his hands grabbing handfuls of my ass bringing me closer.
“What about for me?” I questioned pulling away biting down on his bottom lip tugging on it, getting the last button undone, moving to his belt. He kissed me again, I could feel his grin as he kissed me.
“I’ll make time.” He told me and pulled my shirt off.
“Perfect.”
Jay left an hour and half late and then I took a shower, letting the hot water cure my soreness and pain. I texted Eric and then put on some nike shorts and a t–shirt. Eric and I worked out for an hour to two and then we went out for yogurt.
“So where was he going last night?” Eric asked me curiously studying my face.
“Who?” I asked scraping the last of my cheesecake flavored yogurt out of the bottom of the cup.
“Jay.” He responded.
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“When?” I asked, his eyebrows rose.
“You didn’t wake up last night when he left?” he asked me, I shook my head.
“I didn’t know he did leave” I stated, feeling my heart race slightly. I could feel a sinking feeling settle in my stomach, and the doubts start to cloud my mind. Jay was leaving at night? I didn’t ever want to doubt Jay. I trusted him, I shook the thoughts away.
“I’m sure he had a good reason for whatever it was” I dismissed quietly, Eric’s face twisted into disbelief. What did he expect from me? If Jay left last night, it must have been important, I told myself. I wouldn’t let myself make any assumptions, I would just mention it later. I trusted him, I felt uneasy knowing he didn’t mention anything this morning.
I wasn’t going to let myself be stupid again and just ignore all the signs like I did with Dezmond. I did trust Jay, but not blindly. I didn’t have any doubts about him, and I wasn’t going to start now.
“Are you ready?” he asked me, I nodded giving him a small smile. Eric looked a little upset, I guess he expected me to be mad. I looped my arm in his as we walked around for a little while and his mood lightened noticeably until he was cracking jokes like his normal self.
Finally it was around 4ish and I had to go home to get ready. I said bye to Eric and then called my dad when I got home. I took a long shower and then went into the closet deciding what to wear. I picked a simple lace dress that was tight but the material was lose in a way, it fell a little above mid–thigh, but was beautiful. I curled my hair messing with it until it fell in pretty waves down my back and then I slipped the dress on and added a pair of heels. I sprayed on perfume and checked the time, it was 6:03.
I looked around our room not finding Jay anywhere, usually he was in here looking for me by now. I grabbed my clutch and checked my appearance again.
“Jay” I called through the house as I descended the stairs watching where I was going carefully, he came in from the kitchen and his eyebrows shot up, he was sporting a beautiful bouquet of red roses.
“You look gorgeous” he told me, I gave him a look.
“They’re beautiful” I said touching one gently.
“Not as beautiful as you” he said, I rolled my eyes laughing a little at his cheesiness, but he made my heart race. I took them into the kitchen finding a vase and set them on the table.
“We’re late princess” Jay stated, I could feel his eyes on me as I played with the roses positioning them on the table.
“Coming” I replied walking back into the front hallway my heels clicking on the floor, he helped me into his truck and then took my hand as we drove, brushing his thumb softly over mine.
