The Casino Billionaire

Chapter 12

Shawna tries all day to get me into the shower and ready by seven. I am not going. I can't be his second choice if that is even what is happening here. I've been trying, failing really to get over him for the last month. Seeing him is going to undo any progress that I have made. It is bad enough that I am fighting with myself to stay in my room. My heart aches to see his face, take in his smell, touch his hand. It doesn't help to have Shawna outside my door begging me to come out.

Around six, I come out and take a shower. When I open the bathroom door adorned in my favorite sweats, a t-shirt, and my worn out fuzzy slippers, Shawna is standing there holding up two dresses. I shake my head and go back to my room shutting the door. Like either of us own anything formal. We have nothing in our wardrobes that could be worn to a gala or something of that nature. 

Seven comes around and Shawna alerts me that the driver is at the door. "Tell him to send my regards to Mr. Joens. I will not be joining him tonight."

"Miss Jennifer? Mr. Joens would really like to see you this evening." I only heard Rex talk once, but his voice is one you cannot forget.

"I am sorry Rex, I can't. I just can't." Calling out to him. They are not going to give up so I turn on my little stereo and roll the knob to the loudest setting.

After giving it about fifteen minutes, I turn it down and peek out my bedroom door. There is no one out there. Moving slowly to make sure they are not sitting in the living room waiting to ambush me. That room is empty also. Shawna is nowhere to be found. Did she leave with Rex? Why? I plop down on the couch getting comfortable. She will get a talking to when she gets back. How could she go? Hopefully, she went to tell him to leave me alone. Knowing Shawna, that is far from what she has planned. Putting up my fuzzy slipper covered feet, I settle in and wait to see what she has to say when she returns. 

After a few hours of flipping through the channels, I get bored and tired so why not just go to bed? There isn't anything she could tell me that will change my mind and make me go see him. Climbing into my bed, I grab my headphones and put them in. Don't even want to know when she gets home honestly. Pulling up my comforter, I snuggle in and drift off listening to my favorite band. Listening to them always calms me into a nice peaceful slumber.

I am awakened to someone rubbing my arm. The room is still dark and the music still downs out any noise. The hand moves up to my face. This isn't Shawna's hand. Just as I start to freak out, a set of soft lips come into contact with mine. It is so sweet and loving that I fall into it, let go and kiss back. My arms go up around the neck of the person, fingers rooting through his hair. His other hand goes behind my neck supporting it while the other stays on my cheek caressing it. This kiss lasts for centuries and I do not ever want it to end. 

When his lips leave mine, I pull out my earbuds, "Jason?"

"I wasn't going to let you go without seeing you. There are things I need you to know. Shawna came and told me everything. Why didn't you tell me?" His fingers never stop caressing my cheek and neck.

"Tell you what, Jason? That after meeting you and talking to you for four days that I thought I was in love with you? I didn't even know that. All I knew is that I wanted to get to know you and by the way, you acted, I thought you wanted the same thing. When you walked out that morning, I already had a feeling deep inside that I would never see you again and I tried to deal with that. When you wanted me to meet you for dinner after a month just seemed like you wanted to finish the job and take my heart as your trophy." The little light that there is in the room does not show me what is face is doing.

"I didn't want to leave you. My plan was to stay here for as long as possible, get to know you, spend as much time with you that you would let me. I asked you to dinner tonight to tell you what happened. Why I just disappeared." I place my hand on his lips to stop him.

"You don't have to explain anything to me. I caught a show with you and your beautiful girlfriend. I get it. Why drag out what was going on here when she was waiting for you there." Dropping my hand, showing defeat, sighing as I do.

"Jennifer, she is not why I left. She is nothing to me. We have been friends for years, She started as a waitress at one of my casinos when she got out of high school and was discovered by an agent on vacation. She thinks she owes me for what she has now. She needed a date for some stupid events. Every time she goes alone the tabloids have a field day," He chuckles a bit when he realizes what I am about to say.

"Well, they had a field day when they saw you two together so often in such a short time." I place my hand atop the one he has had on my face the whole time.

"I didn't have a way to contact you. We never exchanged numbers, Rex was with me so I could not send him over to talk with you or at the very least get you on the phone with me. I thought about you every day. Counted down the days until I could get back here to you." His other hand comes up to my face. He holds me gently in his hands and his lips are back on mine.

The way he kisses me is like he was made to kiss me and only me. The electricity between us intense. Those few nights when he was here with me sitting on the couch, the night I held him, prayers floated about everywhere that he would give me just one kiss. It never happened. Now I am glad it didn't. This is when it was supposed to happen, right here, right now. 

Releasing me, he kisses my forehead, nose, and then another quick one on my lips, "Sleep now, we will go to breakfast and I will tell you what has happened over the past month to keep me away from you." 

Jason goes to release me totally and I grab his hands, "Where do you think you are going? I am not letting you out of my sight until after breakfast tomorrow, maybe not after that either. We will see how things go."

I can tell he is smiling, it is like a warm glow radiates throughout my room. I toss the cover back telling him to get into my bed. Jason kicks off his shoes and undresses down to his boxers. Sleeping in a suit I'm guessing wouldn't be very comfortable. His warm body lines mine and I cover us up, tucking him in so he cannot getaway. Rolling on my side, I nuzzle my nose up into his neck taking in his scent. A happy sigh leaves me and he chuckles quietly. 

"Sleep well, Miss Jennifer." The vibrations of his voice feel amazing against my skin.

"Goodnight, Mr. Joens. Until morning." I place a kiss upon his neck.

A low moan moves through him, "Until tomorrow."

With that, we both fall into a deep slumber. I haven't slept this well in well, over a month.