Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 55627 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55627 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 278(@200wpm)___ 223(@250wpm)___ 185(@300wpm)
“You were right. We should have skipped brunch.”
“I’m sorry.”
“You didn’t do anything wrong. If anyone should be apologizing, it’s me. I seem to have developed a very acute case of jealousy.” Jack put his hand on Gray’s thigh. “I’m going to get it together. I promise. I can be better.”
That broke Gray’s heart.
“You are perfect for me exactly the way you are.” He pressed his mouth to Jack’s ear. “I already told you, I think you’re sexy when you’re jealous.”
“This behavior is not sexy.”
“Everything about you is sexy.”
Jack ghosted his mouth across Gray’s jaw and hovered over his mouth, so close so their lips almost touched. “You always know the right thing to say.”
“I mean it.” He put his hand on Jack’s thigh and caressed him while he considered what he could do to mitigate the damage of the past few minutes. “I have a question for you.”
“What’s that?”
This wasn’t the right time or place, but he decided to do it anyway because what Jack needed was tangible reassurance that he was committed to him and their relationship.
Keeping his voice as low as possible to give them at least a semblance of privacy, he said, “Since I’m spending all my weekends at your house now, how do you feel about me setting up the garage opener on my car and making a door code?”
The tension left Jack’s shoulders and face. “I feel like that’s a good idea.” He licked his lips. “If it’s what you want.”
Empowered, Gray pushed ahead. “It is. And maybe I’ll leave some things there too, so I don't have to take a bag back and forth?”
Eyes shiny, Jack nodded. “Thank you, Gray.” He moved his mouth to Gray’s ear and whispered, “I love you.”
Chapter 11
“Hi, Kev. I see a missed call from you.” Jack logged into his computer while he spoke on his phone. “I had my inbox clear before that meeting, and an hour later, it’s already full of unread messages.” He sighed and rubbed his palm over his eyes. “Sorry. I was talking to myself. What’s up?”
“No worries. I know you’re slammed, but I’m not far from your office today so I’m hoping we can meet for lunch.”
“Lunch?” He hated to turn his friend down, but it was the middle of the week, which was always a busy time. Actually, every day was busy.
“How about I bring it to you?” Kevin suggested. “We can eat in your office and then you can get right back to what I’m sure are breathtakingly interesting emails.”
“Alright.” Jack chuckled. “I have a conference call that should wrap up by eleven thirty.”
“Be there at noon.”
“See you then. Bye, Kev.”
He messaged his assistant to let her know to expect Kevin and then got back to work. By the time he got the notification that Kevin was there, he had already forgotten about their call because he had been going nonstop from one issue to another. He really did need to take Gray’s advice and figure out how to distribute some of his duties to members of his team. Snow Storm had grown too large for Jack to continue wearing as many hats as he once had, especially if he wanted to have time for a personal life. Thinking about his personal life, made him think of Gray, which brought a smile to his face. For the first time in a long time, focusing on his personal life was exactly what Jack wanted to do.
“Lunch delivery.”
“Hi, Kev. Thanks for bringing him in, Anita.” Jack rose from his chair and walked around his desk. “We can eat at the table.” He pointed toward the seating area in his office.
“Do either of you need something to drink?” his assistant offered.
“I have water.” Jack picked up his water bottle. “Kev?”
“I got a tea when I picked up our food.” He held up a to-go cup.
“Message me if you need anything else.”
“Thanks, Anita.” She left his office and closed the door behind her.
“I’m trying to be healthy so I ordered us salads.” He set a bag on the table and pulled out containers. “Ceaser. One with chicken and one with salmon. Pick your poison.”
“I’m good with either,” Jack said with a laugh as he sat down.
“In that case, chicken for you.” Kevin set a container in front of Jack.
“Oh, and I got us Woodblock’s famous chorizo scotch eggs to share.” He took his seat. “Have you had them?”
Jack shook his head.
“You’ve been missing out. Trust me. Breaded bacon wrapped eggs.” He groaned. “They’re so amazing they’ll haunt your dreams and shrink your jeans.”
“What happened to you trying to eat healthy?”
Kevin leveled a withering glare at him. “I got us salads!”
“Okay. Okay.” Jack held his hands up. “Sorry.” He opened his takeout box and picked up the napkin-wrapped plasticware. “Why were you in Bellevue today?”
“I had a meeting with a prospective client. It went well. I think he’s going to sign with me.”