Lena's POV
I arrive at JP's apartment block and park up. I look round it really is a lovely area.
I head in and speak to the concierge which I pick up has slight leaning difficulty he is very pleasant but tells me he is not authorised to take me in to JP's apartment and that I must wait for the senior concierge he does give me the visitors book for JP's apartment to sign and yes I take advantage of this whilst waiting for the senior concierge to arrive.
I take the visitors book I sit down and sign in writing my name putting a love heart at the end. I scan through the previous pages it only shows the last eight weeks.
Robyn Meadows -
This name came up loads of times in the first two weeks of the history but nothing for the last six weeks. I work out that Robyn must be the ex and that they spilt up two weeks before he came to London and bumped into me. Two weeks is not really a long enough time to get over someone? But then how long was they together? He did call her his "ex". I look at the times she arrived and left according to this record she stayed one night which was her last visit. All the other times she was there for 30 minutes or an hour max?
Straight after Robyn's last visit he had a visit from
Pamela Ashbeck -
This has to be his PA how many Pamela's are there? I didn't know her surname but it has to be her surely? I pull out my phone and check the date that Pamela visited and it was a Saturday and she was there for three hours and then returned later for a further two hours? Was this a work visit or had he been shagging Pamela? No Pamela had been too genuine with me and JP had been sound around the pair of us..... that was a really silly assumption of mine.
The following day
Pablo Ede -
Pablo had stayed for three nights at JP's. Was he consoling JP after his split with Robyn? God my head was a mess and it was my own doing. I should of not looked back at the history it was like reading someone's diary. I close the book. I had seen enough but nothing was a true statement just my head running tricks.
The senior concierge arrives Sean and he is also very pleasant and polite making small talk he carry's my bag up and opens the apartment for me. He gives me a key saying he was instructed by Mr Brooker to do so and he soon leaves me.
I look around the apartment and it is as I had expected clean and minimal and thankfully no sign of a woman living there. Then I notice them, there is about ten of them..... BIRTHDAY CARDS!! SHIT when was it his birthday? I didn't even know when his birthday was and my stomach dips.
I pick up the "Son" card and it confirms it
"Dearest Jon-Paul, wishing you a very Happy Birthday, can not wait to see you again all our love Mum and Dad x x"
There was a card from his brother Denny, Pablo and Grace, Pamela and other people that I did not know but there was two cards not there, there was not one from Robyn and not one from ME.
My heart sank I had missed his birthday because he never told me and this hurt. This is what I didn't understand about him he was open towards his feelings about me telling me he loved me, wanted me to one day be his wife and the mother to his children but he couldn't tell me it was his birthday coming up? he declares his love for me and we are not even official?
And then I remembered some of my birthdays. One time me and my Mum spent it down the council trying to be housed as my Mum was fleeing domestic violence and we ended up thirty miles away in a woman's refuge another time my Mum completely forgot and it was only when my Auntie Tanya popped round with my presents that my Mum realised. My Auntie literally frogmarched me out the house and kept me for the weekend spoiling me. Other times my mum was either still out of her nut that when she did wake up it was like 4pm in the afternoon.
The first time I ever had a party was for my 13th which my Auntie Tanya arranged at her house. My whole school year group came and it was amazing everyone at school was talking about it for weeks afterwards. Maybe JP's birthday held bad memories for him? I decide to act on this rather then dwell on it and I head out the shops and buy him a Birthday cake and a card.
I wasn't gone long and I head back to the concierge to sign back in and was told by Sean as I was a "keyholder" I didn't need to sign in.
I write in JP's card
JP
Wishing you a Happy Belated Birthday......maybe you could tell me when you actual birthday is so I can spoil you next year!
All my love
Your Lena x x x
I seal the envelope and leave it on the table.
I take my bag in to JP's bedroom and decide to take a shower and freshen up. It was now 17:00PM and I knew JP would be back soon.
I closed the bedroom door and slip in to a nice little Anne Summers number that I know JP will appreciate I go to get in his bed when I see a photo on his bedside table. It was the picture of us in the car he must of got this printed off somewhere and my heart literally melts. Knowing this must be his side of the bed I slip into his bed and wait for him.
I decide to text him
"Hey babe all going to plan? x"
Message read
"Yes darling just leaving the chemist I will be with you in ten minutes x "
I sprawl out in his bed waiting for his arrival.
I hear the door open and close
"Le" I hear him call for me.
I don't answer I want him to open my birthday card first
"LEEEE" he calls out alarmed.
I hear him mutter something and hear the ripping of the envelope being opened.
He is quiet and I hear him laugh.
The bedroom door opens and he stares at me in his bed
"SOOOO Mr Brooker when exactly was it your birthday huh?" I ask him.
He looks down but smiles he looks back up and cocks his eyebrow.
"Umm two days ago" he replies.
"What...we spoke loads on Wednesday why didn't you mention it? I say cross with him.
He just shrugs
"Come here you idiot" I say I pull the cover off of me
"Fucking hell Le....nice little number you are wearing there" he says stunned.
"Well JP maybe you can unwrap your present" I say.
"You are something else Le do you know that" he says as he rolls his head back.
"Come on you've been making me wait all day....lets get them essentials to good use" I say
He goes to take his suit jacket off.
"No JP leave it on...I want the Sales Manager to come fuck me" I say to him, our eyes locked
"Spin around and get on your hands and knees then"
After a good few fucking sessions we lay in bed talking he tells me about the work offer and actually asks my opinion. I told him to go for it and if he wanted to he could stay with me at the annexe and the hotel when he was in London but I wasn't pressing this it was an offer if he wanted to take it up.
We decided to get ready and head for some food and to see what else the night had to offer.
I was dressed in short black dress with black and white snakeskin shoes. I take a small clutch bag containing my bank card, some makeup and I grabbed a couple of condoms.....I would take him later. JP looking as dapper as ever Jeans smart shirt and loafers.
We order a cab and head off in to town.
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