by Vi Keeland
“I didn’t even know they had a tour set up here anytime soon.”
“They don’t, it’s a European tour Syd. Four months of singing and traveling through Europe with the Smiths! Can. You. Fucking. Believe it!”
I held the phone away from my ear as she continued to scream. Oh. My. God. It was my dream come true. I had no idea how it happened, but it was every musicians dream. I turned and looked at Jack and suddenly my heart was in my throat. I saw in his face that he overheard the news that Syd had just shared. How could he not have, she was screaming every word.
Sienna blabbered on and on, as I struggled to keep my composure on the phone with her. I felt like I was just punched in the stomach and the wind was knocked out of me. I was thrilled and excited, but scared and sickened at the same time. “When does it start?” I had to feign excitement, but it broke my heart as Jack rose from the bed and went into the living room.
“A week?” I was exasperated. “When do they need an answer?”
“An answer?” Sienna laughed. “I already gave them one! Of course we are doing this Syd!”
A few minutes later I was able to get Sienna off the phone and found Jack standing against the window, looking out over the city. I wrapped my arms around his back and hugged him tightly, my front pressed into his back. Neither of us said anything for a few minutes.
“When do you leave?” Jack turned to face me, clasping his arms around my back.
“In a week. It’s a four month European tour.”
I caught Jack’s jaw tense, but he tried to hide it from me. He brushed my hair back from my face. “Congratulations Syd. It’s your dream come true.”
I thought about his words. He was right. It was my dream come true, but why did it feel like my worst nightmare? “Thank you. I think I need some time to process it all.”
***
A few days passed and Jack and I went about our lives as usual. We talked about the tour schedule, the travel plans and the venues we would play, but we steered clear of the thing we both needed to talk about most. Us. What would my leaving do to us? Would we be able to survive as a couple with months of not seeing other? Would we even try a long distance relationship? I wasn’t sure why we hadn’t talked about it yet, but I was terrified of the answers that needed to be said.
Two days before I was to leave, I woke up to find Jack in his home office working. I couldn’t leave without having the conversation, no matter how much I dreaded having it. I sat on the other side of his desk, something I had never done before. The only place I ever sat in his office was on Jack’s lap. Jack looked up at me and waited for me to speak.
“What’s going to happen to us when I go Jack?” My voice was low.
Jack stopped what he was doing and his hands rubbed his forehead. “What do you want to happen Syd?”
“I don’t want to go Jack. I’m afraid to leave you, I don’t want to lose you.” A tear escaped before I could stop it.
“I don’t want you to go either Syd. But you have to. When we first met in Hawaii you said yourself that you had forgotten who you were when you were with Michael. You need to do this for you. It’s your dream.” He came around the desk and lifted me, setting me down on top of his lap. “I’ll come to Europe to see you and you can come home when you have a few days between shows.” His face was serious and his tone was unwavering.
I knew he was right, but it didn’t make it hurt any less. I looked into his eyes and saw his sacrifice. “I love you Jack.” I hadn’t planned to say it, the words just came out on their own.
Jack lifted me up and carried me to the bedroom, setting me down on the bed gently. I watched as he unbuckled his pants and took off his boxers, never taking his eyes off of me. He sat me up and pulled the tank top I was wearing over my head. He climbed on top of me and gently kissed my lips. He pulled his head back just enough to look me in the eyes. “I love you too Syd.” Then he made love to me.
***
On the morning of my flight, I was surprised that Jack said he needed to stop at the office. “I just have to pick up something. We can stop on the way to the airport, it will only take five minutes.”
We were both quiet, but it didn’t have anything to do with the unplanned stop at Jack’s office. I wasn’t going to see Jack for three full weeks, until I had a break in my schedule. We planned for him to fly to Rome for four days then. He was going to come for the Rome concert and then we were going to stay three days together, before I had to fly out to Prague for the next show.
Mateo pulled up in front of Jack’s office and he opened the door and held out his hand. I was surprised that he wanted me to come inside, after the last time I had visited. I really didn’t want his last memory of me in his office to be my childish behavior from last time, so I sucked it up and got out with him without question.
Jack’s assistant spied us as soon as we walked in. “It’s on your desk.” She smiled at me sweetly.
We walked to his office hand in hand. I was relieved that I didn’t have any Jenna sightings that might upset me before I had to leave. Inside his office, Jack handed me an envelope.
“What’s this?”
“Open it.”
Inside was a pretty silver heart keychain with a bunch of keys and some folded papers.
I looked at him curiously.
“The keys to the penthouse, my office and the storage unit. And an open first class ticket in case you need to come home for an unplanned visit.”
I understood the first two and the last. “The storage unit?” I asked confused.
“Where I’m having your furniture stored next weekend. I’m moving you into the penthouse next weekend. You can figure out what you want to keep and get rid of when you get back.”
My eyes widened with disbelief. I was about to argue when, through the corner of my eye, I saw the picture that I had given him on his desk, perfectly positioned for him to see from his chair. He had taken the present I had rudely delivered to him on his birthday and put it proudly on display. My picture was on the desk of the man who never had any personal belongings in his office. I took a deep breath and decided to throw caution to the wind. “Okay.”
“Okay?” He had definitely expected more of an argument.
I reached up on my tippy toes and kissed him sweetly on the mouth. “I belong to you, so why not.”
Jack tipped my head back and kissed me deeply. “I’m going to be taking a lot of cold showers over the next three weeks.” He made a sexy growling noise as he took both my ass cheeks into his hands and pressed me up against his erection. For the first time in a week, I felt like we might actually make it. We might…..
Jack and Sydney’s story continues in book two, Made For You.
Other Books by Vi Keeland
First Thing I See
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