Chapter 3 (Part One)

Jackson barely had the time to open his eyes and enjoy the naked beauty sleeping next to him before his phone rang. He quickly silenced it so he wouldn’t wake her. Seeing that it was his father calling he quickly pulled on his clothes and left a note with his phone number. He slid it under her phone just enough so that it wouldn’t get knocked down, but enough of it hung out so that she would be able to see it.

He smiled as he took one last look at the beautiful woman. Feeling himself stiffening already he thought about going back to bed, ignoring his father’s call completely, but he knew his father wouldn’t stop calling until he answered. He let out a displeased grunt as his phone started ringing again. He very unhappily stepped out the door. “What dad?” He half whispered, half yelled.

He was irritated beyond all belief that his amazing encounter had to end with him bailing on that stunning woman, just because his father couldn’t stop calling.

“Jackson, I’ve been trying to call you all morning. You need to check into the Manhattan hotel today.” His dad’s voice was gruff, business like as usual.

Jackson made a mental note of the room number before walking away. “Was that so important that you couldn’t let me sleep an hour longer?” He knew he wouldn’t really have been sleeping much longer with the woman that was in that room but there was no need for his dad to know that, he was an adult after all.

“Jackson, you need to check out the hotel, before you sign the contract, even if it is only a couple of nights there.” He just ignored Jackson’s complaint as usual. “Not one of the suites either.”

He rolled his eyes as the elevator doors opened up into the lobby. “Fine Dad, but I still have to get to the meeting. I only have a couple hours to get ready.” Jackson returned sternly.

“What? Have you been out all night drinking at our club again?” His father’s tone was unrelenting.

“Well what do you expect, I’ve been stuck at this for two weeks, all because you had better things to do, of course I went and drank a little.” He returned.

He went up to the front desk with the mouth piece of his cell phone pressed into his chest. “Hi, would you have a large frappucino and your prettiest bouquet of flowers sent up to room 108?” He asked as he handed her a hundred dollar bill.

“Sir this is too much.” The concierge returned.

“Keep it.” He said as walked out the doors and placed the phone back up to his ear.

“Jackson, are you even listening to me, we could make billions off of this merger, you can’t be out all night screwing some hussy or getting to drunk to focus at your meeting.” His father was still nagging at him.

“Dad, everything is fine, I’m heading back to my hotel right now, I’ll get my clothes packed and check in at the Manhattan after the meeting.” He returned as he waved down the first taxi he saw and got in. “Myer’s High Club please.” He said to the cab driver.

“Jackson, you need to be careful what you do. I’m serious, not just about business either. You never know who you are taking to bed.” His father lectured.

“This was not like that dad.” Jackson defended himself.

“I know how you’ve been since your broken engagement with Monica, you can’t just keep running around and screwing the first girl that catches your eye.”

“Dad, this wasn’t like that, at all, I don’t want to think about Monica right now either, I just had the best night of my life and I’d much rather think about the woman that I just got out of bed with, than the one I caught you kissing.” Jackson hung up the phone, paid the driver and walked to the hotel across the street from the club.

His thoughts instantly went back to last night as he walked into his room. He couldn’t stop thinking about how sexy she was dancing on the floor and how easily she turned him on. Thinking about how soft her skin was, and the beautiful smell of vanilla and lavender that was in her hair.

Turning on the shower, he couldn’t help but think about the way she tasted and the way her moans sounded, the way his body reacted to her, the way hers reacted to him. He was broken from his thoughts by a ping on his cell.

He checked it seeing that it was an unknown number. ‘I was hoping for a proper goodbye, maybe a kiss but preferably one where you were on top of me’

Before he could reply another message came through. ‘Thanks for the coffee and flowers, although I would have rather of seen you.’

‘You will see me again soon, Darlin’, hopefully real soon.’

It took her a second to reply. ‘I hope so.’

‘Count on it honey, I will find you again, hopefully at the same club tonight.’

‘I’d bet on that one.’

He sent a winky face emoji as a reply and got in the shower, trying to think about anything else but her, he desperately needed to get this meeting over with and meet her. She was all he could think about.

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Riley woke up to a knock on the door. Surprised she pulled on her silk black robe and answered the door, wondering where Jax had run off to. She answered the door, even more surprised to see the concierge there with a large coffee and a big beautiful bouquet of flowers. She saw Ronnie look out his door and wait until the concierge spoke. “Sorry Miss James, these were sent up to you, I didn’t know you were sleeping.”

“Thank you Ashley, It’s no problem, I needed to be up soon for a meeting anyway.” She smiled kindly at the woman.

She didn’t always know the hotel staff by their names, but they were all required to wear nametags. Just before the door closed she saw Ronnie’s disapproving, yet concerned look. She knew she was going to get lectured by him later but she also felt like maybe these were from her mother, trying to apologize for the argument they had before she left.

She set the bouquet of flowers down and took a sip of her coffee as she searched for a card on the flowers, but she couldn’t find one. A little disappointed she went to go check her phone but found a quickly yet still neat written note under it.

‘Sorry I had to run, I would have enjoyed waking up with you. I bet you look even more beautiful when you are stretching yourself awake in the morning. Or Maybe I could have made waking up a little better for you. I really hope to see you soon.

Jax

His phone number was written neatly under his name. Her heart started thundering in her chest as she took a couple more drinks of her coffee. She had no doubt now that the coffee and flowers were from him. She didn’t quite know what to say so she just typed up something and hit send.

‘I was hoping for a proper goodbye, maybe a kiss but preferably one where you were on top of me’

Her heart was thundering loudly as she waited for a reply, which seemed to be taking forever. ‘Thanks for the coffee and flowers, although I’d rather of seen you.’