off forever.
I took my time walking downstairs, willing myself to relax. I inhaled a deep breath before I entered Jack’s wing. Inside, I paused in the sitting area. There was no one there, but I could hear noises coming from his bedroom.
I glanced at my watch. It would be time for Jack’s workout with Brian.
I cautiously poked my head around the bedroom door.
“Hi,” I said shyly.
I’d planned on trying to read Brian and Olga’s reactions. I wasn’t sure whether they would be angry with me or curious as to why I wasn’t around yesterday, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of Jack.
He winked at me and grinned. “Hi.”
I flushed beet red. I was pretty sure that Brian and Olga must know exactly what was going on between me and Jack. I mean, it didn’t take psychic powers to interpret my scarlet face.
I turned to look at Brian. He was selecting the next kettle bell for Jack, and he hadn’t seemed to notice my embarrassment. Olga, who was setting up the massage table, definitely had noticed something.
She tilted her head to the side “Are you okay, Kristina? I was worried about you. We didn’t know where you were yesterday.”
My mouth felt dry as I swallowed. “I’m fine,” I said and smiled a little nervously. “Does anyone want anything to drink,” I said, desperate to change the subject. “I’m going to make tea.”
Jack asked for a glass of water, and Olga said she would love a cup of tea, so I rushed back to the kitchen area, grateful for the reprieve.
I reached up for the tea caddy. This morning was going to be harder than I expected. Why couldn’t I be more relaxed? What went on between Jack and me wasn’t anyone else’s business. No one else had any reason to pry.
“Do you need any help?”
I jumped, scattering loose tea everywhere.
Olga was right behind me, looking at me curiously.
I scooped up the tea with my hands and dumped the spilt tea leaves in the bin.
“Are you okay, Kristina? You seem really jumpy.”
“I’m fine,” I said again, staring at the contents of the tea caddy. “I didn’t spill that much.”
“That’s not what I meant.” She put a hand on my shoulder. “Where were you yesterday?”
I shrugged. “I just needed a break.”
That wasn’t exactly a lie.
Olga nodded slowly. “I know what it’s like to be in a foreign country far away from your family and friends. If you need anyone to talk to, I’m here for you.”
I picked up the kettle and carried it over to the sink. “Thanks. I appreciate that. But honestly, I’m okay.”
I turned on the tap to fill the kettle. I knew she was waiting for more from me, but she wasn’t going to get it. I didn’t think Olga wanted to gossip. I thought she really was concerned for me and wanted to help, but I wasn’t ready to confide in anyone just yet. I wasn’t sure I understood these crazy feelings I had for Jack, so I didn’t have a chance of explaining how I felt to someone else.
4
That afternoon and the rest of the week passed much the same as usual. So much had changed, and yet everything seemed to remain the same – except for the awesome sex, of course. I didn’t think I would ever get tired of that.
I had expected things to be different now. I’m not sure what I’d hoped for. Perhaps I wanted Jack to talk to me and share his problems, but that didn’t happen. His moods were still like roller coasters. One moment he would be teasing and flirting, and in the next instant, he would be brooding and impatient.
I knew he was trying to work through his demons, though, and when Brian was fooling around, Jack would grin and go along with the joke.
But he couldn’t hide the sadness in his eyes. I hated it. I wished I could do something more to help him.
The fact that Monaco was preparing for the forthcoming Formula One Grand Prix certainly didn’t help. It was everywhere. Every single news bulletin on the TV seemed to feature stories about the upcoming race. It
I took my time walking downstairs, willing myself to relax. I inhaled a deep breath before I entered Jack’s wing. Inside, I paused in the sitting area. There was no one there, but I could hear noises coming from his bedroom.
I glanced at my watch. It would be time for Jack’s workout with Brian.
I cautiously poked my head around the bedroom door.
“Hi,” I said shyly.
I’d planned on trying to read Brian and Olga’s reactions. I wasn’t sure whether they would be angry with me or curious as to why I wasn’t around yesterday, but I couldn’t take my eyes off of Jack.
He winked at me and grinned. “Hi.”
I flushed beet red. I was pretty sure that Brian and Olga must know exactly what was going on between me and Jack. I mean, it didn’t take psychic powers to interpret my scarlet face.
I turned to look at Brian. He was selecting the next kettle bell for Jack, and he hadn’t seemed to notice my embarrassment. Olga, who was setting up the massage table, definitely had noticed something.
She tilted her head to the side “Are you okay, Kristina? I was worried about you. We didn’t know where you were yesterday.”
My mouth felt dry as I swallowed. “I’m fine,” I said and smiled a little nervously. “Does anyone want anything to drink,” I said, desperate to change the subject. “I’m going to make tea.”
Jack asked for a glass of water, and Olga said she would love a cup of tea, so I rushed back to the kitchen area, grateful for the reprieve.
I reached up for the tea caddy. This morning was going to be harder than I expected. Why couldn’t I be more relaxed? What went on between Jack and me wasn’t anyone else’s business. No one else had any reason to pry.
“Do you need any help?”
I jumped, scattering loose tea everywhere.
Olga was right behind me, looking at me curiously.
I scooped up the tea with my hands and dumped the spilt tea leaves in the bin.
“Are you okay, Kristina? You seem really jumpy.”
“I’m fine,” I said again, staring at the contents of the tea caddy. “I didn’t spill that much.”
“That’s not what I meant.” She put a hand on my shoulder. “Where were you yesterday?”
I shrugged. “I just needed a break.”
That wasn’t exactly a lie.
Olga nodded slowly. “I know what it’s like to be in a foreign country far away from your family and friends. If you need anyone to talk to, I’m here for you.”
I picked up the kettle and carried it over to the sink. “Thanks. I appreciate that. But honestly, I’m okay.”
I turned on the tap to fill the kettle. I knew she was waiting for more from me, but she wasn’t going to get it. I didn’t think Olga wanted to gossip. I thought she really was concerned for me and wanted to help, but I wasn’t ready to confide in anyone just yet. I wasn’t sure I understood these crazy feelings I had for Jack, so I didn’t have a chance of explaining how I felt to someone else.
4
That afternoon and the rest of the week passed much the same as usual. So much had changed, and yet everything seemed to remain the same – except for the awesome sex, of course. I didn’t think I would ever get tired of that.
I had expected things to be different now. I’m not sure what I’d hoped for. Perhaps I wanted Jack to talk to me and share his problems, but that didn’t happen. His moods were still like roller coasters. One moment he would be teasing and flirting, and in the next instant, he would be brooding and impatient.
I knew he was trying to work through his demons, though, and when Brian was fooling around, Jack would grin and go along with the joke.
But he couldn’t hide the sadness in his eyes. I hated it. I wished I could do something more to help him.
The fact that Monaco was preparing for the forthcoming Formula One Grand Prix certainly didn’t help. It was everywhere. Every single news bulletin on the TV seemed to feature stories about the upcoming race. It
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