Cockpit: A Second Chance Romance (16 page)

I hurried to the front and seated two businessmen. They asked for my section and tried to flirt. I smiled and bit the inside of my lip, knowing this was part of my job.

Besides, douchey guys left the biggest tips.

I went back to my station, watching as Jagger read the document out of the corner of my eye. He pulled something out of his pocket and stared at it. Then he looked at me.

I turned my head so fast I felt like I was going to get whiplash.

The bar was quiet for the next ten minutes. I didn't have an excuse not to go back over to Jagger. I got right to the point. There was no point in dragging this out.

"Are you going to sign it? He charges an arm and a leg so if we need to make adjustments I'd rather we figure it out now so he can just change it once..."

I trailed off, staring into his eyes. He was looking at me like he thought I was beautiful. He looked like he wanted to kiss me. But that wasn't right. Was it?

"I'll sign it if you want me to. But I have something for you first. Two things actually."

I glanced around to make sure no one was waiting. The two businessmen were slurping back their vodka cocktails pretty quick. I'd have to go over there soon.

"This is the first thing."

He slid a dog earred photo across the table. I picked it up and stared at it. It was a boy... him. A lanky, teenage Jagger. He had his arm slung around a girl with rainbow colored hair. She was pretending to pick her nose, obviously annoyed about having her picture taken.

I looked at him, confused.

"That's Suzy."

I still didn't get it.

"She's my foster sister. The one I told you about. She's blond now. She's the one... you saw that night."

My throat felt tight as I realized what he was saying.
 

"There isn't anyone else Jenny. There hasn't been in a long time. Not since I met you the first time."

He reached for my hand.

"There couldn't be."

I stared at him, his words sinking in. The gorgeous blond at his place that night... he hadn't slept with her. He hadn't slept with anyone.

He leaned back in his seat and cursed, running his hand through his hair.

"You have a table."

I was back a few minutes later. What he'd told me was nice, but he'd still broken up with me. I wanted to hear what else he had to say.

"What's the second thing?"

"Do you believe me? About Suze?"

He ran his hands through his hair again. It looked slightly less perfect than usual.
Slightly.

"I hated knowing what you thought. I hated knowing you must hate me."

"I... don't."

His eyes were tormented as he looked up at me.

"I mean, I don't hate you. I believe you."

He smiled at me in relief and it was like the whole room lit up.
 

The whole world.

I realized why he came all the way here. He wanted me back. I was sure of it now. I wanted to throw myself in his lap and cover him with kisses. But what if I was wrong?

I had to be sure. I couldn't handle another rejection. I couldn't get my hopes up.

"So, what's the other thing?"

He did something I didn't expect then. He got down on one knee. And he took out a ring.

The whole restaurant seemed to get quiet.

"Jennifer Reeds, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

I stared at him, open mouthed. I was in shock. I was ecstatic. Then reality set in. Maybe he was just doing this for our baby. Maybe he just didn't want her to grow up in a broken home.

I wanted to shout yes. But I had to know. So I asked him.

"Are you asking because of Hallie?"

He smiled at me and shook his head.

"I'm asking because I'm in love with you. And I have been since that first night. Jenny, I was going to ask you anyway. The General told me to wait because you were too young."

He smiled at me tenderly.

"But I think you're old enough to make up your own mind about that."

I closed my eyes as the tears started to fall. Then I was nodding my head and crying and laughing at the same time. I tried to say yes but it came out as a whisper. It didn't matter though.

Jagger got the message.

He scooped me up in his arms and twirled me around. I was laughing and crying at the same time. That was a first.

We kissed and kissed and then he sat me down. I wiped off my tears as he held me.

"The ring is just a loan. We can pick out whatever you want when we get back."

I stared at the simple gold band with the diamond chip set in a heart.

"Where did you get it?"

"It's Margie's."

I laughed some more before I realized there was a line forming at the front. I still had a job to do.
 

"I have to go."

He laughed and nodded. Jagger sat there all night as I went back to work, showing people to their tables. The place filled up and I brought Jagger dinner. He waited patiently as I finished up my shift.

Well, he was patient until the end. Jagger started to get pissy about a table of young guys who were flirting with me. They were harmless, still in college. But Jagger was watching them like a hawk.

I gave them their check after last call, eager to leave with my fiance. One of the guys grabbed my hand to keep me from leaving. I could almost hear Jagger growl across the section.

"Come out with us tonight, sweetheart. I promise to be a gentleman."

He kissed my hand and I gently pulled it away.

"I'm in love. I think I want to marry you."

I laughed. The kid was drunk and talking nonsense. But that was two marriage proposals in one night.

If that wasn't an ego boost, I don't know what was.

"Thanks but I can't."

"Why not, beautiful?"

"I'm already engaged."

The kid wagged his eyebrows at me.

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him."

I hooked my thumb and gestured over my shoulder to Jagger.

"He'd know."

The kid took one look at Jagger and clammed up. They downed their drinks and left in a hurry. I smiled to myself as I pocketed the enormous tip.

Jagger smiled at me, but he looked a little annoyed. I shook my head and started wiping down the empty tables. It was a little like having an enormous human watchdog.

Sure, I could have survived alone. Even thrived. But I didn't
have
to be alone anymore.

Now, I had backup.

I had Jagger.

ChapterTwenty-Two

Jagger

✈

"What am I going to do with you, woman? Do men throw themselves at you like that every single day?"

She giggled and shook her head. I looked around Jenny's place. She'd cleaned it top to bottom but it was still a dump. It was safe and clean though, so she'd signed a lease. Didn't matter.

I was going to pay off the landlord tomorrow and take her home.

We'd already checked in on Hallie who was sleeping soundly in a portable crib. It wasn't anything fancy but Jenny had done well for them, finding a way to meet their needs on a severely restricted budget. I'd paid the sitter, a kindly old woman who lived down the block.

I prowled into the room, staring at the twin bed in the living room that served as the couch and the place Jenny slept. It would have to do.

My first instinct was to take her to a fancy hotel and screw her brains out for days. But she said she had to nurse. So I watched as she picked Hallie up and carried her into the living room, which was also her bedroom.

Yeah, it was a dump alright.

She'd found a plastic rocking chair at the discount store and thrown a blanket over it, making it look charming somehow. She sat in it, pulling the top of her tight black dress down. My mouth went dry as her luscious breast came out. She smiled at me flirtatiously and offered her nipple to Hallie.

I'd never been jealous of a child before in my life.

But at that moment...
 

She winced a bit as Hallie suckled on her. I'd noticed her nipples were sore a lot when we were together, fucking like rabbits most of the time. I'd always been especially careful with her breasts, thinking she was just sensitive. I felt like a fool for not figuring out why.

She was sore because I had been sharing her, that whole time, and just not been smart enough to put two and two together.

Hallie started fussing and before I could offer to take her, Jenny pulled the second cup down. Now her gorgeous body was practically bare to the waist.

I stared in awe as she switched the baby around. Hallie knew the routine apparently because she immediately started drinking from the other breast. Jenny stared down at our daughter, her red hair framing her beautiful face.

It was the most erotic thing I'd seen in my life.

Ten minutes later the baby was clean, fed and ready for bed. I followed Jenny around the tiny apartment, wanting to help. Wanting to touch her.

I was so horny, so desperate for her, I could have cut glass with my hard on. But she wasn't a blow up doll. She'd been on her feet all night. She might be too tired for what I had in mind.

I cleared my throat, leaning in the doorway.

"You must be tired."

She smiled at me over her shoulder, laying Hallie in the crib. She adjusted the blankets and made sure Hallie was in a good position. Then she looked back at me again.

"I'm not."

She closed the door and walked past me to the little bed by the windows.

"But take it easy on my nipples."

I didn't have to be told twice.

Jenny

✈

I ran my hands through his hair, sighing in pleasure. Jagger was raining little tiny kisses all over my face and neck. His fingers gently grazed my chest.
 

I'd told him to go easy, but this was ridiculous.

Now he was just teasing me.

I tugged on his hair and wrapped one leg around his waist, pulling him towards me. He just shook his head and pulled back. He went back to nibbling on me. I started to wiggle, sure I was going to go insane.

He knelt in front of me and pulled my black heels off. I moaned, it felt so good not to be wearing the painful shoes any longer. I'd bought them for $19.99 at one of those cheap shoe places. They looked good enough for the job but they were cheaply made and bit into my feet in an uncomfortable way. He kissed my foot and I giggled. Then he ran his fingers up and down my stockings.

I shivered and the sensation. He stared up at me, pushing the skirt of my dress up to my hips. I watched in fascination as he scraped his fingers up and down my thighs... behind my knees... and then up the inner thigh... it felt...
ohhhhh.

"Lay back."

I did as he asked and he kept doing what he was doing. Up and down, finding the sensitive spots, coming close to the top but never touching me exactly where I wanted him to. I sat up and glared at him. He'd taken his shirt off and looked like he was intensely concentrating.

"Jagger..."

"Shhhh... lay back."

He smiled at me.

"Good girls get a reward."

I moaned and slumped back onto the bed again.

He didn't stop for another ten minutes. My hips were rocking by that point. I wanted him so bad I thought I would scream.

"Don't move."

I heard him leave and then riffling around in the kitchen. He was back between my legs. This time he slowly pulled the stockings off me and told me to lift my arms up so he could get my dress off.

He watched me with dark eyes as I lay back again, just in my bra and panties.

"Close your eyes."

I closed them.

"Spread."

I let my thighs part slightly. He tapped the side of my knees sharply.

"Wider!"

I slid them wider until I was in a plie, my feet far apart on the floor.

"Hmmm... good. Very good..."

Something cold touched my ankles and slid up my legs. I gasped as Jagger ran ice up to my inner thighs. I looked at him and he smiled, winking at me as he put a piece in between his lips and held it there.

I gasped as he used his mouth to rub ice down the center of my panties. His fingers were busy too, rubbing my nipples through my bra. I groaned, my hips rocking uselessly. He chuckled and pulled away.
 

Slowly, ever so slowly, he pulled my panties down. He gently lifted one foot, and then the other, until the panties were gone. Jagger tossed them over his shoulder with a wide grin.

Then he started again.

The icy fingers... the teasing... until finally I felt his breath against my bare pussy. And then the icy tip of his tongue darted up and down the line between my lips. I suppessed a squeal, trying to control myself.

I didn't want to wake the baby right now.

That would be... unfortunate.

For the next half hour I lay there, as he coaxed me to the brink again and again. I'd never been this turned on in my life. I wasn't just turned on.

I was desperate.

"Please Jagger..."

He lifted his head and looked at me. Then slowly he unbuckled his jeans and pulled his cock out. It was hard and huge and perfect, with a shiny bead of precum at the tip. I stared at it hungrily, reaching out to touch him.

He pulled back, wagging his finger at me. Then he slowly dragged the tip of his cock over my pussy lips. I groaned as he held his cock, pulling it away again. I stared as he stroked himself slowly.

"Never leave me again Jenny. Say it."

I stared into his eyes. He was serious. He needed to hear it.

"I'll never leave you again."

"Promise me."

His thumb brushed over my pouty lips and a tremor went through me.

"I- oh God! I promise!"

Then he finally, finally gave me what I wanted.

Him.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Jagger

✈

"No more secrets, Jenny..."

Jenny nodded her head vigorously. I knew she'd keep her promise. Just like I knew she'd agree to anything at that moment.

I inched forward, splitting her tight pussy open. She clenched down on me, trying to pull me in. But I would not be rushed.

As much as I wanted to plunge into her sweetness and never come out again, I needed to lay down the law. Especially now that I had the upper hand.