Page 53 of Alluring

"Well then, I think it's about time you found out."

"Thank you."

Jack gave her a squeeze. "Don't thank me. Kiss me. Then feed me. I'm hungry."

Alexis got up on her toes and gave him a kiss. Then Jack took over, deepening it. He lifted his head. "Now you can feed me."

"Oh my God, this his heaven," Steph groaned.

They sat in big, massage chairs, sipping champagne while technicians gave them pedicures and facials. Alexis had to admit, it felt heavenly.

"Have I told you, how much I love Jack?"

Alexis giggled. "Only about five times in the last hour."

"Yeah well, probably not as much asyoulove him." Steph cracked open an eye and looked over at her friend.

"Yeah, probably not."

"But, it seems, he loves you more," Steph said, indicating the security guard standing behind them. "What, he can't stand you being out of his sight, so he's having security follow you around?"

Alexis grimaced at her friend. "Not exactly. I've had some trouble."

Steph sat up straight in her chair. "What sort of trouble?"

Alexis explained, in detail, everything that had happened.

"Why am I only now hearing about this?" Steph asked (rather indignantly Alexis thought).

"At first, we thought it might have been just a prank. It didn't start getting really serious until recently. And, I was planning on telling you at dinner."

"Yeah well," Steph laid back in her chair with a huff, "you'd better have."

"Come on. Let's go get our hair and make-up done and get this show on the road."

"You're on. And, just because you kept things from me, I'm ordering the most expensive item on the menu."

"We look too fabulous to call it a night." Steph took Alexis arm as they left the restaurant. "I say we cruise over to Pulled, get a drink, and shimmy a little on the dance floor."

With the amount of alcohol Alexis consumed at dinner, Steph's plan sounded like a brilliant idea. "I even bet, Mr. Security, over there," Alexis pointed her thumb at her guard, "could sneak us to the front of the line."

Steph looked over at the guard and gave him a wink and a smile. "I bet he could. Let's find out."

They slowly made their way to the nightclub, laughing and giggling while looking in store windows and stopping once so Alexis could fix her shoe.

"The strap is too tight. It's cutting into my ankle." She sat on a bench to adjust it.

"They're really cute though," Steph said, eyeing the strappy, black sandals with envy.

"I found them in my closet one day. Along with this." Alexis gestured to the black sleeveless jersey knit dress she wore.

"What do you mean found them?"

"Jack's always adding clothes to my wardrobe, behind my back."

"Must be nice to have a rich boyfriend," Steph said, as they resumed walking.

"I must admit, sometimes it doesn't suck. But, most of the time, I wish he wasn't so wealthy."

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