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“Yep. I think it’s about time I get back in the saddle again. It’s been over a week, and I could use a good fuck.”
“So, are you going to prowl the clubs?”
“Nah, I’ll just call Sandy or Liz.”
Those were Nathaniel’s fuck buddies. They would occasionally saunter over at midnight to have noisy sex. I didn’t mind Sandy, but Liz liked to walk around the apartment in the nude, which I didn’t appreciate. My repeated attempts to get her to stop only make her more resistant. I didn’t want Jordan to sleepover and walk out to see her. It wasn’t that I was jealous, well maybe just a bit.
“Make sure Liz wears clothes.”
“I’ll mention it to her,” Nate says dryly.
“Thank you.”
I quickly take a shower and get dressed. Nate’s attitude had turned arctic, and I suppose he was upset; I was leaving him for the weekend no matter what he said. I wanted to escape the chill of the apartment before it turned into a full-blown fight. I didn’t need clothing anyway since Jordan had secretly been adding to my wardrobe at the penthouse. I could just pack the Louis Vuitton suitcase he bought me a couple of weeks ago.
I kissed Nate goodbye, and I could tell by how his arms hung limply around my body that he wasn’t happy with the situation. No time to discuss it now without arguing. I left before he exploded on me. I loved him, but I had been neglecting Jordan by not sleeping in his bed. I had spent more time in Nate’s than his.
Amazingly, this was a fast Friday. The manuscript I was working on was so exciting that I read right through lunch. The author was new to the publishing scene but had merit. Jordan texted me at two to tell me that Albert would be waiting to bring me to The Ballard after work. At the end of the day, I was gathering my stuff, and Nicky popped by.
“I guess I’ll be seeing you at my stepmother’s home this weekend.”
“Yes, you will. Jordan invited me.”
“I hope you will keep company business here in the office.”
I lowered my voice, “Don’t worry Nicky, I won’t tell your fiancée you fucked one of the interns.”
His face got bright red, and he walked away in a huff. I would keep his secret if he maintained his civility, which I assume he would, or Jordan would kick his ass. I smiled to myself as I walked to the elevator.
Albert was waiting for me, as Jordan had asked. He held the door to the Mercedes and tipped his hat when I slipped into the backseat. He didn’t make his usual chit chat, which was fine since I was daydreaming. I was worried about Nate. But he was on the mend and a big boy. He could live without me for a few days. I’ll make sure to call him each day to see how he’s doing.
Upstairs in the penthouse, Jordan was waiting for me. Our bags were packed, and I wondered how he knew what I wanted to take.
“You packed for me?”
“Yes. I do know what you like.”
“Is there actual clothing in the suitcase or just swimsuits?”
“You think I want you near-naked all weekend with other men around?”
“I was just asking.”
“Don’t worry, Emma, one day I’m going to whisk you away to a private island, and you will be naked all week. We’ll make love on the beach and sleep in a hammock together.”
“Sounds kinky.”
“The hammock?”
“Well, not the beach. That’s not kinky; it’s sexy.”
Jordan stroked his chin, and a slight smile bloomed on his face, “I do believe I created a sex monster.”
“Me? What about you?”
“Let’s call it even.”
He plants a kiss on my lips and texts Albert to let him know we’re ready to leave. Having sex in the limo during out drive to Greenwich is tempting, but Jordan doesn’t want to look disheveled when we get there.
