Chapter thirty-six: Come With Me

Chapter thirty-six: Come With Me


Jessica

"How do you know about my travels?"

"Rose and Angelie told me." I could hear my voice shaking.

"Why didn't you tell me about it?"

He sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and ushering me to sit down on the couch. He held my hand on his.

"My company here in Katagum is my newest expansion. I have been here long enough to help it grow and succeed. Now I have to go back to Paris to work on my next project."

I felt my eyes getting glossy but I held back the tears that were threatening to fall.

"I wanted to tell you but I didn't know how you would take it."

"Well, I wished I had heard it from you instead of someone else. I wouldn't have been so upset as I am now."

"I know," he shook his head disappointedly.

"But that is why I want you to come with me." I looked up at him in shock.

"You what?"

"I want you to come with me."

He repeated his words and took both my hands in his. His eyes were serious and I could tell he wasn't joking around.

"Come with me to Paris, you can also do some modeling over there and even more. You will be getting better opportunities, what do you say?"

My jaw dropped, I couldn't believe what he was asking of me. This man I had only known for a short time yet grown so close to was asking me to move all the way to Paris with him. Is he insane?

"Jeffrey, I…I don't know what to say. That's a lot to ask."

His lips were pressed together as his eyes continued to stare at me longingly. His thumb rubbed back and forth on the back of my hands as I comprehended this situation.

"It is my junior year, Jeffrey and I haven't even finished my first semester yet. I can't leave halfway."

"Wouldn't studying abroad sound better?"

I could tell that he was starting to get a tad desperate but I shook my head with a heavy sigh.

"It doesn't work like that, I would have had to apply for study abroad first.

He looked helpless at this point and I felt terrible but there is no way I would be able to just pack up halfway through my third year of university and move to Paris without any sort of plan of study.

"I am so sorry, Jeffrey but I just…."

I was able to finish my sentence as the tears began to flow. He immediately pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms around my weeping frame. Without Jeffrey, it would be difficult to cope. I wouldn't be visiting him on weekends or spontaneously during the week, I wouldn't be able to see his face in person, kiss him, hug him and everything we had done together would be out the window.

"Shh, Princess. Please don't cry."

He rested his cheeks against my head, his fingers softly scratching my back as his hand moved up and down my spine in attempts to calm me down. I didn't want him to leave but there was no way I would be able to make him stay.

"Hey," the softness in his voice, a huge contrast from his normal deep raspy tone.

"Look at me."

I carefully pulled away from his chest, noticing the tear stains on his shirt. My eyes moved to his, the redness prominent in the white areas surrounding his irises.

"I am not leaving until December, okay? If you change your mind, you are more than welcome to join me on my flight. But if you don't, then I understand."

I pressed my lips together and nodded, feeling his hand squeezed mine gently.

"Just know that no matter what, I do care about you, Jessica."

He held my gaze silently for a few seconds, one single tear fell down his cheek.

"You don't even know how much I care for you."

I spent the night with him, ignoring the fact that it was Sunday and I have classes tomorrow. But the months left before he travels felt like nothing enough. I was falling for him and he was leaving me.

I snuggled up next to him in bed, feeling the soft thump of his heart beneath his chest. His soft breathing indicated that he was asleep, making me want nothing more than to live in this moment for as long as possible.

He suddenly stirred, throwing his arm around me and pulling me close, my head nestling into the crook of his neck. I smiled and examined the eagle's tattoo on his chest, my index finger tracing the black ink.

My eyes widened as I quickly patted his chest in an attempt to wake him up. He groaned and squinted at me, yawning.

"What is it, baby girl?"

"I think I know the tattoo I want to get." He rubbed his eyes.

"What do you want?"

"I want two eagles to match with yours." I saw the small smile on his face.

"That way, you will always be mine." He pressed a firm kiss on my forehead and smiled.

"I like that, we can get it done after we return to visit your mother."

"Really? And you will be there to hold my hand, right?"

"Of course, My Princess. I will be right next to you." I smiled and kissed his jaw, cuddling closer to him.

"Okay, you can go back to sleep now."

He chuckled and I felt it resonate in his chest, his arms wrapping around me in a bear hug and his breathing returning to its soft, relaxed state.

The next morning, Jeffrey woke up at his usual time. I felt his lips connected with my forehead then my nose as we lay entangled in the sheet.

"Hey, are you awake?"

"Hmmm," I groaned, my eyes slowly fluttering open to meet his eyes. His irises seemed to grow even in the darkest room.

"Do you want to shower?" I nodded.

I followed him out of the bed and shivering against the cold air. I stripped off my clothes while he turned on the water, I was still half asleep as he took off his shirt. I yawned, rubbing my eyes and brushing my unruly hair away from my face.

"Darling, you can't get clean on the outside of the shower."

I shook my head with a smile, tiredly getting into the shower and immediately standing under the stream of water.

"Holy, shít!"

The sudden rush of hot water woke me up. I wiped the water from my eyes as he brushed my hair off my shoulder, pressing a kiss to my wet skin.

"Awake now?"

"I think so," I smiled, turning to face him and he kissed my lips.

I loved us being this way and I knew in a few months, I would be waking up to face a new reality. He will be going back home.

The thought of when I would see him again kept crossing my mind. Maybe I could take his offer and study abroad. The anxiety of not knowing how long it would be until we were together again bothers me so much.

"Princess," he called, breaking me out of my thoughts, I turned around to face him, watching a few water droplets fall from his nose.

"Please, stop thinking about it." I sighed through my nose.

"I know but…."

"No but,"

He took my face in his hands, staring directly into my eyes with a sense of seriousness that I hadn't ever seen before.

"Think about now, don't think about anything else. Just stay present." I nodded.

He swiftly connected our lips, pressing my body against the wall and placing his hands upon the tile on either side of me. I felt his hardening díck brush my thigh and I whimpered against his plump lips.

"We can't do this, right here." He growled, his hand trailing down my hips.

"Yes we can and right now" he murmured.

I parted my lips to speak but I didn't know whether or not to say yes or no, he just smirked.

"We have about twenty minutes."

I bit my lips and wrapped my arms around his neck, reattaching our lips and he shoved his tongue immediately into my mouth. His hands went around my thighs and hoisted me up, pressing me against the wall as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

"I want you, Daddy." I moaned and he clenched his jaw as he positioned himself at my entrance.

"Relax for me, Pumpkin."

I inhaled and then exhaled as he pushed himself in, my lips parting as the pressure increased. I held onto him tightly as he began thrusting, slowly and carefully. His lips rolled between his teeth and his eyes on me.

"Oh, fuck,"

I moaned as he gripped my ass in his hands and rhythmically pushed me against the wall with every thrust. I gritted teeth as the sound of our skin slapping together echoed in the large bathroom.

"Say my name." I opened my eyes as I leaned my head against the cold tiles.

"Daddy."

He grunted, shoving himself abruptly into me and I pulled him closer, buried my face into his neck. I dug my fingers into his back and felt him twitch inside me, my lips parting as I felt myself nearing my peak.

"Fuck, Jessica."

One of his hands left my ass and took hold of my breast, trailing his thumb over my prominent nipple. I pulled his face to mine again, connecting our lips and sucking harshly on his upper lips as he did the same with my bottom lips.

I grabbed his wet hair in my hands, feeling the curls against my skin and intertwining with my fingers. I whimpered as the pressure started to build, coming close to my climax but I wanted to last longer for him. So I held it back as much as I could.

"You have to relax for me, baby girl."

"I am going to cum if I relax."

His grip on my ass tightened as he abruptly thrust into me, making me gasped at the sudden force.

"I am close, Pumpkin, don't worry."

He grunted and continued his hip movement as I held his wet hair. His body tensed as his lips parted, his eyes closed as he released and I was finally able to relax myself as well.

He helped me off him and set me down carefully, my legs a little wobbly and my heart pounding. He brushed the wet hair from his face and reached his hand behind my back, pulling me close and placing a firm kiss to my lips.

"You were too good to Daddy today." He whispered against my skin.