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I drove so fast that it only took me five minutes to get home. Jason was standing on my porch holding food and flowers. I quickly got out of my car and opened the door for him.

Once inside, he put the food down and fixed our plates while I took off my heels. My feet were still killing me. I am going to have to get used to wearing heels again. We ate in silence while I contemplated whether I should apologize or if I should forget about earlier.

“Baby, I’m sorry,” Jason said, once we moved to the living room. “I overreacted last night and was an asshole all day. I shouldn’t have reacted that way. I don’t want you to think I’m some crazy jealous guy.”

For some reason, I started to cry. “I thought you didn’t want to be with me anymore.”

He pulled me onto his lap, wiping my tears away. “Don’t cry. I was just being stupid. Of course, I want to be with you. Remember, I love you.” He lifted my chin to look at his face and began to kiss me. It was slow and sensual. He kept whispering, “I’m sorry, baby. Please stop crying.”

Once I came back from washing my face, he patted his lap and pulled me down on top of him. I giggled like a schoolgirl with her first crush. He kissed me some more. It got heated and our hands started to roam all over. I ended up in my bra and skirt, straddled on top of him while he only had his pants on under me. My hands rubbed up and down on his chest, then moved down to his exceptional eight-pack abs. I could feel his hands squeeze my breast through my bra and I almost came from the contact.

He stopped kissing me and said, “Baby, I can’t wait until you are divorced. I want to taste and feel you so bad.”

I smiled while he rubbed my back slowly and removed myself from his lap before we went any further. I didn’t want to get off his lap, but he was right. We had agreed to wait until I was divorced to take it further.

“Hopefully I get good news tomorrow since I have to meet my lawyer and Craig.”

He said he hoped everything went well for me and then he left since it was already late, and he had to work tomorrow. I went to bed happy, thinking about Jason.

CHAPTER 9

My lawyer was waiting for me at the top steps of the mediator's office. I told John how Craig popped up at my house and tried to come in without my permission. I begged my lawyer to try to get him to sign the papers so I could be done with him.

Not to mention a part of me wanted to feel Jason inside of me. And he was holding out until I got officially divorced.

When we got into the office, Craig and his lawyer were sitting down already. We took a seat across from them while the mediator sat at the head of the table. Looking at Craig, I was no longer sad—just over him and this marriage. John told Craig’s lawyer that since I didn’t want anything and we didn’t have kids, it was in his best interest that his client sign the papers so we could be divorced.

Craig was trying to get his lawyer to make me stay with him by talking about reconciliation and mediation. John chimed in saying, “Please let your client know that if he doesn’t sign this right now, then it will have to go to court. I know your client does not want to be tied up in court missing tour dates when he knows that my client is ready for this to be over with.”

After some more discussion, Craig begrudgingly signed the papers, and we were officially divorced. He kept staring at me, as if willing me to not go through with this, but I ignored him. If it weren’t for the judge and lawyers, I probably would have jumped up and down screaming with happiness once we were done. The first person I wanted to share my happiness with was Jason.

While John and I were leaving, he said, “Well, since you are officially divorced and no longer my client, would you like to go out on a date with me?”

He may have been my type, but I was a taken woman. “I’m sorry I have a boyfriend.”

He looked disheartened but said okay and walked away.

I called Jason and told him the good news. He was so happy for me and told me that he was taking me out to celebrate. He told me to pack a bag because we were going away for the weekend. I called Darius after Jason and let him know that I was no longer married. I also told him that I would be with Jason all weekend so if I didn’t pick up my phone and it was an emergency to just call Jason. He told me to be careful and he was happy that I’m happy.

Jason picked me up and told me he had a surprise for me. He booked us a weekend getaway to a wine vineyard. He knew how much I loved wine and always wanted to go to this new vineyard.

I smiled the entire drive there.

When we arrived, I was blown away by the extravagant mansion-like building. They greeted us and showed us to our room, located on the top floor. The room was called the Presidential Suite. It had one king-size bed, a kitchenette, a living room with a private terrace, a dining room, and an en-suite bathroom with a spa-style shower.

There were flowers and strawberries laid out for us in the room. Jason told me to put on something nice because we were going out for dinner. I put on a black spaghetti-strap dress that stopped just above my knees. Since I had a nice-sized butt and the dress hugged my curves, if I bent over you probably could see my thong. Jason wore a black suede fitted suit. We went to dinner at an upscale restaurant that had comfortable red leather chairs, and he kept complimenting me.

I couldn’t help but blush with every compliment. We shared seared crab cakes while I ordered blackened salmon with asparagus. Jason ordered a New York Strip steak with potatoes. We ate and waited for our cheesecake dessert.

“So, you’re officially my woman now, right?”

I smiled. “Yes.”

Jason found the waiter paid and told him to put our desserts in a to-go box. We kissed from the time we reached the elevator to the time we got back to the room.

Once we got back to the room, he picked me up and laid me down on the bed. He spread my legs and kissed my thighs while pulling down my thong. He kissed his way from my legs to my vagina and licked it with his tongue. I moaned so loud as he sucked my clit and inserted a finger to pump in and out of me. I could feel myself about to orgasm as he went faster with his fingers. I screamed his name as I came undone.

“You taste delicious, baby,” he whispered huskily. “I could eat you forever, but I have to feel you now.”

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