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“I can help you with that. What are you hoping?”

“I don’t know.” She shook her head. “I’ll think about it when we get home. Right now, I just want to enjoy our time together. We’ve never gotten away before, and this is going to be awesome.” She forked a piece of peach, and took a bite.

“Good.”

They finished their food, and Jackson took her hand, leading her upstairs to make love to her.

It was making love, long slow, deep where every part of her was taken over. He didn’t rush either. There was no pounding. Jackson filled her pussy, and stroked every part of her body, and she gave herself to him, opening up to his touch, needing it more than anything else.

Every second it was on the tip of her tongue to tell him that she loved him. She held in the words, knowing she wasn’t ready to change what they had. Not yet, maybe not ever.

For now, that was going to have to be enough.

****

Two weeks of bliss, and Jackson knew without a doubt that he loved her. Rebecca was his entire world. She was smart, beautiful, passionate, and when he was with her, they were not dominated by what others wanted. When they walked the streets together, she ignored the occasional stare.

He never realized how bad it could be for Rebecca. Some women gave her dirty looks, and he was sure he heard them call her a gold-digger under their breaths. They didn’t even know her, and yet they were talked about, just as visitors.

This would be what they had to deal with when they went home. He’d never cared about anyone else before. They had simply been warm bodies, and he’d been told more than once he could have anyone he wanted.

The only person he wanted was Rebecca.

“Does it bother you that they think you’re a gold-digger?”

“They don’t know who we are. They see an older man, expensive watch, suit, and car. People assume.” She shrugged. “I really don’t care. I know what I like, and that’s all that matters, right?”

It was.

Rebecca was all that mattered.

When they finally got home, neither of them had much time for the other during their first week back to reality. His company still needed him, and he had to catch up on everything he’d missed while he’d been away. Rebecca had the restaurant. The café he’d gotten prepared for her was ready as well. He needed to check to make sure he was happy, and life just seemed to revolve around them. Before long a week had passed and they barely got two minutes together.

They spoke on the phone as often as they could.

“I don’t like not being able to see you,” he said.

“I know. Can you believe I need to deal with a health inspection?” she asked. “This is just awful. It would seem one of the servers may have eaten off the plate of a customer. I’ve just got to deal with this. Two weeks away, and the new chef hired a pretty face with no respect. Sorry, I shouldn’t be unloading on you. I hate this place.”

“At least you can admit that now.”

“Yeah. My dad has been calling me and asking me what was so important that I had to take so much time off. He also went on to say that this was why women didn’t make good business partners. We’re self-absorbed.”

“Your dad’s an asshole. I’ve never gotten along with him at all. Can’t stand your mother.”

“Yeah, well, I can’t stand them either. I’m really thinking I need to quit, and move on. I don’t know.”

He heard the frustration in her voice. “You never know what the future holds, baby. Don’t give up yet.”

“I won’t. I don’t know how to. Will I see you tomorrow? It’s my birthday after all?”

“Yes. I will be at your apartment first thing, and I have a surprise for you.”

“I love surprises.”

“I know, and I’m going to be the one to give you a great one.” She released a little moan. “Not a sexually related one though, babe. Get those dirty thoughts out of the gutter.”

“Spoilsport.” In the distance, he heard someone talking. “I’ve got to go. Love you.”

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