My heart raced, excitement bubbling in my veins. “Are you on your way now?”
“Yep, about to get on the plane. I should be there in a couple of hours. I’ll see you when you get off of work.”
“Okay, I’ll see you then.” We hung up and I breathed a sigh of relief.
“Is he coming home?” Korinne asked.
I nodded excitedly. “On his way now. He’ll be back in a couple of hours.”
“Then why don’t you take the rest of the day off? I can take your afternoon appointments.”
“Are you serious?” The offer was tempting, but I didn’t want to push the extra work on her.
She waved me off. “It’s my first day back and Mrs. Blanton didn’t give me many appointments. I have plenty of time.”
Ecstatic, I threw my arms around her. “Thank you so much! I don’t usually skip out on work because of a guy, though. I promise it won’t be a habit.”
She squeezed me back. “Bristol, I know that. You’ve been working for my husband for over a year now and you’ve never asked for a day off. I think you deserve this.”
“You’re the best. I’ll be back tomorrow.”
—
I didn’t know if Jack had gotten my text, telling him to head over to my house after he landed. If he didn’t get it before then, he was sure to see it when he arrived at the airport. Before going home, I stopped at the grocery store to pick up some food. It was Angela’s night to stop by, but I called her to see if she wouldn’t mind delaying my meals for another day. I wanted to cook for Jack myself and spend some time with him.
The two hours had come and gone, and all I had to do was wait for him to get my text. It felt like an eternity. When my phone beeped, I rushed toward it, but it wasn’t him.
Jennifer: Are we running tonight?
Me: Can’t. Jack is coming back! I’m dying to see him.
Jennifer: Ok! Just let me know when you want to start back.
Me: Will do.
We had a routine going for the past week and I hated putting her to the side, but I needed to see Jack. A knock sounded on the door and my heart raced. Was it him? I rushed to answer it and opened the door wide, hoping like hell it was him…and it was. He looked completely different from the last time I saw him. His smooth face was now roughened with dark stubble and his always perfectly coiffed hair was covered in a red baseball hat.
He stepped closer, his amber eyes boring into mine. “Did you miss me?”
I threw my arms around his neck. “You have no idea. I couldn’t stop thinking about you. Are you okay?”
He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into him. It felt good to be in his arms again. “I’m fine, love. It was hard at first, but I’m glad she’s not in pain anymore.”
He let me go and I stepped back. “Come on in. I didn’t know if you got my text or not.”
Stepping inside, he slowly walked over to the couch and sat down. “I did, but as soon as we landed all I could think about was getting here.”
I sat down beside him and he draped his arm over my shoulder. His lips touched the top of my head and I shivered. “I was worried about you. We’ve barely spoken all week. I didn’t know what to say or do,” I confessed.
He tilted my chin up and kissed me. Oh, how I missed his touch. The stubble on his chin tickled my face, especially when he leaned down and placed his lips on my neck. “You were the only thing that kept me happy, Bristol. I knew as soon as I was done there I’d be coming home to you.”
Turning my body, I faced him. “Is there anything you want to talk about? I’m a good listener.”
Taking a deep breath, he took off his hat and ran a hand through his hair. “I don’t know where to begin.” He shrugged, and I could see his resolve slipping. There were tears in his eyes but he refused to look at me. “I miss her, simple as that. She spent all weekend telling me about the things I’d done as a kid that left an imprint on her. We looked at pictures and old videos, reminiscing about anything and everything. It seemed to put her at peace.” His head lifted and he grazed a finger down my cheek. “I told her about you and how you make me happy.”
“You did?”
He nodded. “It’s an accomplishment no one else in this world has been able to achieve. I just wish she could’ve met you.”
I grabbed his hand and held it to my face. “Me too. What do you want to do now that you’re back?”
“Honestly? I just want to hold you, to know that you’re here. You have no idea how fucking bad I wanted to be with you.”
Crawling onto his lap, I straddled him and placed my hands on his face. “I’m here…and I’m not going anywhere.”
He thrust his hips into me and held me tight. “Good. Because there’s no way in hell I can let you go.”
—
A couple of hours later, all thoughts of cooking dinner went out the window. I had planned on cooking barbequed chicken, but it was getting too late, and I was still stuffed from the large lunch Korinne and I ate. Jack lay beside me in my bed, his body facing mine, while his fingers traced circles on my hip.
“What all did you do while I was gone?” he asked.
I shrugged. “Exercised with my friend Jennifer, and worked. I also ate some really nice meals from a certain cook. I never got the chance to say thank you. I appreciate you having Angela stop by.”
His lips pulled back into a smile. “You’re welcome. I wanted to make sure you were taken care of. I have her coming every week, but if it’s too much for you I’ll tell her to stop.”
“No,” I blurted out, making him laugh. “I like her coming. Now all you have to do is let me pay her.”
He shook his head. “I can think of other payment methods. You’re more than welcome to work off the debt with me.”
Giggling, I reached between his legs and cupped him. “I’m fine with that.” His cock jumped in my hand. “Looks like you are too. Do you want to stay the night?”