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Chapter Twenty-Seven
They were immediately greeted with a warm smile by the hostess, who presented them with seating near the back of the restaurant. It was a private table, away from potential observers. Jade glanced around, never having been there before. She was so immersed in their conversation that she hadn't bothered to notice the time or in which direction they had been traveling. She wondered what town they were even in? When the waiter presented them with the menus, Miguel immediately asked for a bottle of their finest Sauvignon Blanc.
The waiter then left in a hurry to fetch it. Jade opened the menu and frowned. Everything was written in another language, french she presumed. She closed it and placed it on the table, knowing it was useless to her. When she looked up, Miguel was staring at her from behind the leather-bound folder. "Do you already know what you want?" He questioned her.Jade shook her head, "I have no idea what any of that even says."When the
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With the changing of the season, the days began to grow shorter and colder. Jade could barely recall when she'd last seen more than just a glimpse of sunshine, other than from behind the glass pane of a window. She woke in the early hours of each morning, before dawn, in order to make the long drive into work. The sun had barely started to peek out over the edge of town as she would disappear behind the doors of the office building for the day. The fluorescent bulbs simulated daylight as they were intended, but each evening as she said goodbye to her coworkers and then headed for the lobby doors, the darkness of the sky wouldn't allow her to see anything past her own reflection. The following week, she decided it was time to quit procrastinating. The long commute and her job had overtaken her entire schedule, leaving little time for day-to-day activities, let alone the list of important items she'd been neglecting to do.She was determined to take back charge of her life.
Rendezvous Chapter Twenty Nine
Jade took one long, final look at herself in the mirror. She had been consistently keeping an eye on the clock and knew it was nearly time to go. She was wearing the outfit he'd picked out for her, including the tall heels that made her closer to his six-plus foot height. They clicked along the floorboard as she gave a small twirl, getting a better look from all directions.Nobody had ever chosen an outfit for Jade to wear on a date before. Even though she found the idea unusual, she had to admit the dress was a marvelous choice. Not only did it fit her like a glove, but she also felt beautiful wearing it. How did he know exactly what size to order? The fabric of the dress hugged her body, flattering her waistline. Though it was difficult to breathe in, her hourglass was strongly accentuated. The square neckline was modest and she wore petite, diamond-studded earrings that didn't take away from the rest of her ensemble.Her hair was piled high on the back of her
Rendezvous Chapter Thirty
Jade felt the steady pull of stop-and-go traffic as the Towncar snaked and crawled along the narrow streets of downtown. The stream of brake lights seemed to go on for blocks ahead. She knew it would be a while before they reached the entrance. She blew out a puff of air and tapped her fingernails against the leather seat.Miguel looked up from his phone. "Everything okay?""Yes," she murmured, never turning towards him. She continued staring out the window, her knee now bouncing as well. She watched the street light turn from yellow to red."If you don't stop that, I'm going to tie you up."Jade blinked and then looked over at him, almost laughing at the words."What?""The fidgeting, it's driving me crazy." He glanced at her knee, which was still bobbing in anticipation."Sorry," she stopped, "I'm just a bit nervous."His brow creased, "Nervous for the symphony?""No, for our first public outing toge
Rendezvous Chapter Thirty-One
Jade stretched, relishing the soft sheets against her skin. Her fingers touched the smooth headboard, and she opened her eyes, looking up at it. It was morning, and she was still at Miguel's apartment. Her eyes darted towards the pillow beside her that was now empty. Peering over her feet, she could hear the shower running from behind the closed bathroom door.She sat up, keeping the duvet secure against her naked body. The room was spacious, filled with dark neutral colors and earthy textures. The charcoal-colored walls made the room feel masculine, while the stone-clad fireplace added a romantic ambiance. She smiled to herself, remembering the scene that took place in front of it just hours before.It was romantic, alright.Jade softly knocked on the door, listening for a reply. When she didn't hear one, she tried the handle. It was unlocked. The humid air enveloped her as she took slow, silent steps towards the glass pane, watching the muscular s
Rendezvous Chapter Thirty-Two
It was nearly noon when Jade and Miguel stepped off the elevator and into the parking garage. The air was cool and damp, which only turned her thoughts back to the upcoming trip. Everything seemed to become background noise as her mind drifted between itineraries, outfits, and which toiletries she should bring. She mindlessly followed Miguel to a nearby parked car. He opened the door for her, which made her pause. Focusing on the world around her again, she looked down at the red paint of the sports car, noticing it for the first time. "Wait, you're driving?" She asked in bewilderment."Yes," he replied, walking around to the driver's door.Jade slid onto the leather seat and gazed around at the interior. It looked and smelled new, permeating the scent of leather. "So you are human," she remarked as he closed his door and turned on the engine. "I didn't think you even knew how to drive."He chuckled and reversed the vehicle from the space, "If I couldn't drive,
Rendezvous Chapter Thirty-Three
Jade slid off her shoes and dropped her clutch on the entry table. She felt emotionally and physically drained. There were so many things about Miguel's life that she needed to process; it felt overwhelming at the moment. "I'm home," she called out, following the sounds coming from the kitchen. She could hear a female meteorologist discussing the weather forecast. Marissa was perched at the island, gazing at her phone with a full glass of wine in front of her. She was still in her pajamas and looked like she hadn't left the house in days. "Hey," she glanced up as Jade trudged into the room. "I was just making sure the weather wouldn't delay our trip."Jade groaned, "God, I can't wait to be there. I need a vacation." She slumped onto the stool next to Marissa and rested her head against the cool countertop. "How was your weekend?" She mumbled."Uneventful," Marissa murmured before taking a sip of her wine, "Mm," She stood up at once and bustled across the room, "I did r
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Jade gazed out from the hotel balcony, taking in the view. The balmy sun glistened off the strip of white dunes as she closed her eyes, enjoying the tropical air. She listened as the coastal waters calmly lapped over the endless shoreline, and seagulls squawked in the distance.It was nearly noon, and through the open sliding glass door, she could hear Marissa greeting the waiter who was delivering their room service. They'd both just woken, agreeing that alarm clocks wouldn't manage them during their vacation. Jade appreciated the extra sleep.She felt refreshed and clearheaded. The only thing she needed now was a shower.As they enjoyed their meal, the two worked together to develop a schedule for the day. Before anything, they needed to get dressed. Not wanting to unpack all of her luggage just yet, Jade scoured the suitcase for a suitable outfit. Sundress, sunhat, sunglasses; all for the wonderful sunshine. She slipped on her sandals and glanced around the r
Rendezvous Chapter Thirty-Five
With more curiosity than courage, Jade turned into the Pharmacy parking lot. She'd allowed nearly another week to pass by, hoping this all was just a fluke. She needed to believe there could be another explanation.Stress, maybe?With each passing day, the prospect of that dwindled. It was now December, and she was finally beginning to come to terms with the situation.The first step was answering the most crucial question: Is she pregnant? Everything else would follow.The pharmacy had a plethora of pregnancy tests to choose from. Each looked identical: Rectangular boxes that only seemed to come in the shades pink or blue. Her eyes scanned over the selection, landing on one that read:'Clear results in just sixty seconds.'It sounded simple enough. She tucked it between her arm and marched towards the register, determination in her every step.The box's contents rattled out onto the bathroom countertop; two white plas
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