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Fresh bagels, eggs done three different ways, ham, and cheese, bacon, and stake, and the best smelling coffee I think I’ve ever seen.
Pulling a table tray from under the bed, he sets out our meal before sliding onto the bed next to me.
I’ve never eaten in bed before, nor so close to someone watching me.
But Jack doesn’t share any of my hang-ups, fishing around under the bacon for a huge piece of steak, making him groan loudly as he offers me half.
“I don’t think I can manage so much food first thing,” I announce hesitantly, noting Jack’s frown as he chews his food with gusto.
“You skipped dinner last night and I only saw you eat a sandwich yesterday,” he cautions me, wagging a finger before licking the tip and smacking his lips.
Even the way he eats is amazing to watch. It’s not a turnoff, it’s sensual, satisfying.
Like looking at the man himself any other time of the day.
He’s already dressed for work, his three piece suit and clean shaved face seeming out of place next to me on the bed.
“I have a few calls to make, things to do,” he manages between mouthfuls.
“Will you find your way around to get ready when you feel like it of course,” he says with assurance.
“Bathroom’s through there, tons of towels and everything you should need. I’ll be back in time to take us to work, though,” he adds.
“Secret Santa today, big surprise Christmas party,” he says, trying to sound enthusiastic.
“You hate Christmas, don’t you?” I ask him, seeing myself in his eyes.
“I used to,” he confesses, leaning over to peck my lips, leaving a salty, greasy taste I want more of straight away.
“But let’s eat up first, okay? Most important meal of the day,” he says, spoon feeding me some of his steak and so much more of everything until I feel like I’ll burst.Chapter FourteenJackShe doesn’t have to go to work, never again a day in her life. But I’ll let her work that out. Plus, today of all days, I’m gonna need her close by to help me through something unusual for me: Christmas stuff.
I’ve always left it up to local and area management to do their own thing, only ever signed off on the bonuses due and making a face at the yearly board reports and emails sent out with my name on them.
No, Christmas never has been my thing.
So why the hell do I feel so excited? Like I’m about to unwrap the biggest present of my whole life?
Avery. That’s why.
I’ve made sure I have her Secret Santa gift, tucked in my pocket.
Taking our tray back with me after trying as hard as I might to get her to eat more; I leave it in the kitchen and head to my office across the hall from my bedroom, sneaking a glimpse of Avery as she slips out of her clothes and into a steaming shower.
Man, the things that girl does to me.
It’s early still, but I know I’ll catch some of the board who I know are early risers too. They’ve all got the memo about moving basecamp to the new building, most couldn’t care but its David I call first up.
I know he’ll have the most to say.
He’s also the only one I know I really have to watch. Been looking to sink his knife into me for years.
“All highly irregular, Jack,” he growls down the phone at me.
He’s older, and I know he resents my success in business. He should be sipping something with an umbrella in it on a beach at his age, but with three, or is it four ex-wives? He has his own reasons for fronting up day after day.
“Moving the whole administrative team across town, two days before Christmas!” he puffs, not holding back any of his anger, willing me to fail at every step too, I bet.
“You’re on holiday, David. So is half the company, relax. It’s central to the branching into finance and insurance anyway,” I tell him, wondering why I need to even justify my decision.
“Word has it you took an employee home last night,” he adds cuttingly, and I can feel the sadistic pleasure in his tone as he tries to push me into a corner.
“I hear you have three, or is it four of those yourself, Dave?” I quip, not meaning to sound like a complete prick. But poke the bear and you’ll get a scratch.
“Except my guests don’t have alimony suits on when I take their coat at the door.”
“Is there a point to your calling so early, Cole?” he snarls, reminding me why I’m calling him.
“I wanted to ask if you’d come down today and show yourself. If we have a strong board presence, big names to match the faces in the foyer after today, it will have a stronger impact on morale. This company can go places, Dave. We need to treat these people with respect, they just had the scare of their careers.”
