Falling for Jack

Chapter 16

We spent the next 3 hours painting toy cars and airplanes. In the meantime we made a little bit of small talk, which was actually surprising, especially because it was Jack who started it.

"So why did you move here?"

"Well the short version is: I had guy troubles and needed a fresh start." I told him.

"But why here, this town, of all the places?" He insists.

"My mother grew up here and she used to take me on vacations when I was little. I always like it here and since I do not depend on a big city for work, I decided to move here." I explained.

"OK, what is your work then?" He persists.

I give a small laugh "Am I being interrogated or what?"

"You don't have to answer if you don't want to." Jack quickly says.

"It 's fine. I just find it funny that this is the most we have talked without fighting. Anyway, to answer your question, I have a small online shop that sells crochet items such as baby clothes, scarves, blankets, sometimes bags and also amigurumis."

"What are amigurumis?" Jack questions.

"Dolls made out of crochet." I explained.

"Is that possible?" He asks.

I chuckled "Yes. Amigurumi is actually a Japanese technique to make dolls out of crochet. OK. My turn." He looks at me inquisitive. "Have you always lived here?"

"Yes I have" He says while grabbing another car to paint.

"Did you go to college?"

"Yes, it was where I met my ex wife."

"Oh… you're divorced?" I asked, surprised.

"Yes, I thought my sister had already told you that." For some reason I can't explain, knowing that he was once married makes me feel both sad and jealous.

"This may come as a surprise to you, but your sister and I, we don't talk about you. Anyhow, what did you study in college?"

"I was an arts major." Jack replied.

I smiled at him, "That sounds fun." And he smiled back.

After that, we continued painting the toys but remained silent. Fortunately it was a comfortable silence and not an awkward one. The silence was only broken by the noise of the thunderstorm on the outside.

An hour later I needed to go to the bathroom and asked Jack "Humm Jack, I need to go to the bathroom. Where can I go?"

"You can use the one in my bedroom. The one you woke up in, earlier today." Jack told me.

So that was Jack's bedroom?? Where did he sleep last night? I thought to myself.

"OK, thanks." I say. I got up and made my way back to the house and into Jack's bedroom. I went to the bathroom, did my business and got out. When I arrived at the kitchen I noticed that it was dark outside and checked my phone to see what time it was. It was almost dinner time and I decided to cook dinner for us.

I went to his fridge and to his pantry to take a look and see what he had. I found bacon and spaghetti. So we are going to eat spaghetti carbonara for dinner. I also found some flour, honey, eggs and cinnamon and decided to bake a cake for dessert. I quickly gathered all the other necessary ingredients and started to cook. Fortunately, earlier when Jack was cooking I noticed where all the kitchen utensils were stored, so now I had no trouble in finding what I needed. I started with the cake. I mixed all the ingredients, put it in a cake pan and into the oven. While the cake was baking, I made the main dish. Forty minutes later dinner was ready, but instesd of calling Jack right away I set up the plates and cutlery, made orange juice and washed all the things I no longer needed to use.

Just when I was about to finish I heard "You made dinner."

I turned around and Jack was at the door looking surprised once again.

"Yes, I noticed that it was almost dinner time. I hope you don't mind." I bit my lip waiting for his answer.

"Not at all. It smells amazing. What did you do?"

"Nothing to fancy." I smiled. "Just spaghetti carbonara and for dessert a simple cinnamon and honey cake. Come on, let's eat before it turns cold."

Jack and I sat at the kitchen counter once again and started to eat our diner. I served a portion to each of us and poured some orange juice in each glass.

Jack starts to eat and after a bit he compliments "This tastes amazing. I can't wait to try the cake." That makes me smile. He is so happy while eating that he starts acting more relaxed. It looks like this is his true self, instead of the overly serious and cold persona he always shows.

Jack finishes his portion and goes to the pot to serve some more food to himself. He takes the double of the previous amount and then asks me "Do you want some more?"

"No thank you. You can eat all of it if you like." I chuckled.

When he finished eating, he had a very satisfied smile on his face. "Do you still have room for dessert?" I asked, teasingly.

"Of course I do!" He says in a good mood.

I get up, carry our dishes to the sink, take the cake out of the oven, take it out of the pan into a plate and carry it to Jack.

"It smells awesome." He looks like a kid in a candy store.

"It's nothing especial. It's just a simple cake, don't be too excited." I caution him. I mean, I know the cake is tasty but it has no fillings or frontings or whatever.

He cuts a slice and eats it. "Mary you shouldn't sell yourself short. It tastes amazing. I love it."

He then proceeds to finish the slice he was eating and cuts three more. Two for him and one for me. "I'm glad you liked it. I just wanted to thank you for all your help and for today. For letting me stay here with you." I thank him.

"Well, about today, there was not that much choice. When you woke up the storm had already begun." Jack said, dismissively.

"Jack you did have a choice. You could have woken me in the morning and told me to go, but you didn't. You let me sleep until late and then you let me stay here." He nods but doesn't say anything else.

After we finished dessert I wanted to do the dishes but Jack stopped me and told me to go sit on the couch and relax because I had already made dinner. I tried to argue but he didn't let me.

Once he finished tidying up the kitchen he joined me in the living room. He sat in the other couch, far from me, and turned on the TV. He asked me if I wanted to see something in particular but I just told him to choose whatever he wanted to see. There was an American football game on and we watched it in silence.

As soon as the game ended, Jack got up and went to his room. Five minutes later, he came out carrying a pillow and a blanket.

"I'll sleep here on the couch, you can sleep in my bed." He offered.

"No, I'll sleep on the couch and you on your bed." I replied.

"I'm not going to do that. You are not going to be comfortable in here."

"I'll be more confortable than you. Have you looked at yourself? You are huge and I'm not. I'll fit better in the couch." I said, my tone being final.

There is a small silence and then he says "We can share the bed."

For a moment I'm dumbfounded. "Wh… what?" I stuttered.

"I said that we can share the bed. It's no big deal." No big deal? Is he kidding me??

"I can't sleep on the same bed as you!" I say to him.

"Why not?" He asks.

"Because!" My brain shut down and I can't give him a logical answer.

"What?!" He gives me a sly smile. "Are you afraid that I'll take advantage of you?"

"How do you know that it's not me who's going to take advantage of you?" I say before I can stop myself.

Next thing I know he leans in, grabs my face and kisses me. I'm left dumbfounded, once again, but as much as I would like, I'm not immune to him… actually is quite the opposite… I like him. So I kiss him back. At that point I can't think of anything else but Jack.

The kiss deepens and our bodies move closer. I start touching him. I grab his hair with both of my hands and at the same time he breaks our kiss to start kissing my neck. I run my hands through his back. Even with his shirt on, I can feel his muscles under my fingertips. We start to kiss again and he gropes my a**. A moan escapes my lips. I'm in heaven right now. With his hands still on my butt, he presses my body against his and I can feel that he is happy down there. I want to put my hands inside of his pants and touch him, but I refrain from it. Instead I tease him by running my hand on the outside of his pants really close to his manhood and just slightly touching the tip. He grunts and asks me "Do you want it?"

I am now breathless. I look at him in the eyes and say "yes…"

That's all that it takes. He grabs me, kissing me again and takes me to his room. We lay on his bed, strip and we make love through the night.

Next morning I wake up and I don't remember right away the events of last night. I stretch myself and turn around in bed only to find a very naked Jack, sleeping by my side.

I instantly panic. OMG! How could I have let this happen?? I don't want to be here when he wakes up and regrets it.

I get out of bed as quietly as I can and look for my clothes. Once I find them I dress and get out of his room. I locate my purse and my shoes and run to the door. Then I remember that the storm is still on. Crap. I open the door and look outside. It's only raining, there is no more wind nor lightning or thunders. It's just rain so I risk it and run away.