After their intimate reunion, Jay offered to drive the three women back to the hotel they were staying in. Obliging willingly, Beyoncé taking the passenger seat, the two exchanged fleeting glances at each other across the car, seemingly oblivious to the two other members of Destiny's Child residing in the back seat. Dropping the women off at the private entrance to their hotel as to avoid the aggressive clutches of overeager papparrazi.
Hopping out of the car Kelly turned back to ask Beyoncé why she wasn't following them out of the car, "Bey, you comin'?"
"I'll catch y'all in a minute." Beyoncé said quickly, unable to hide the eagerness in her tone of voice.
Michelle coughed to hide an involuntary giggle whilst Kelly just smirked knowingly, "Aiight Bey, one minute, then were comin' back for yo' ass."
Jay laughed and Beyoncé just glared back at her before replying sternly, "OK, Kelly."
Shutting the car door, leaving Beyoncé alone with Jay she turned back to him, as he took her hand in his, lacing their fingers together. It was simple and chaste, but contact they both craved. Facing her Jay said, "Aiight, so seein as I only got a minute imma make this short and sweet. You free tomorrow night?"
Beyoncé smiled genuinely back at him, answering him with a simple, "No."
Jay's face contorted from pure bliss to disappointment in an instant, "No? Oh - oh well that's cool. I uh - um...." he stammered. It dawned on him that as a master of words he found himself speechless at being turned down by this woman sitting before him. He was nervous and Jay Z never got nervous, well expect around Beyoncé Knowles apparently. She had flat out turned him down in his attempt to take her out on a date. Now what?
Continuing to smile at his obvious embarrassment - she found it cute that she could make this grown, experienced man blush. She leaned over and pecked a kiss to his lips, whispering against them, "Your taking me on a date."
Before he could answer her, she opened the door and got out of the SUV as Jay lowered the electric window as she closed the door. Beyoncé leaned against through the window, "Call me later, rememba romance and candlelight." Winking at him she retreated back through the double doors of the hotel, leaving Jay's mouth gaping and his mind wondering how he had managed to get such a woman to go on a date with him.
***
Jay had called to confirm their date and acknowledged that he would be picking her up at 8. Exhausted, but not about to cancel on her date, Beyoncé decided to dress down in a white off the shoulder tee, tight black jeans that highlighted her defined curves and a pair of red Louis Vuitton shoes.
Pulling up in a town car, Jay stepped out of the back to hold open the door for her, his eyes automatically drifting to her ass, as a simple thought crossed his mind, 'She's hot.' Just then Beyoncé spun around, trapping his gaze in the process, deep brown eyes met and his conscious amended his previous thought to, 'She's beautiful.' Unable to help himself he leaned over and pecked a quick kiss to her cheek.
"You gonna tell me where your taking me?" Beyoncé questioned him once inside the car, trying not to let her curiosity seem obvious.
Jay merely smiled, took her hand, kissing the back of it gently, he said, "You'll see. I promise it's romantic."
Beyoncé just laughed, wondering how a man who had been publicly construed as a 'player' and deemed a 'bad' person by his painful past. He had only acted like a sweet, supportive friend in the whole time she had known him. For the rest of the car ride they sat with fingers laced together, Jay rolling his finger over her ring finger, before they arrived at their mystery location Beyoncé whispered, "What are you thinking so hard about over there?"
Turning to face her, planting a soft kiss to her forehead he whispered, "How perfect living in the now can be...especially if it's with you."
Smiling Beyoncé closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of Jay whispering sweet nothings in her ear before replying, "Romance, check."
Letting out a bark of laughter Jay shook his head before getting out of the car, holding the door open for Betoncé to step onto the sidewalk.
Looking around downtown Soho, Beyoncé could see nothing fancy restaurants and bright lights, glad that no paparazzi were making themselves evident. Taking her hand Jay led them to a small Italian restaurant were the waiter led them through the back to the fire escape and up to the roof. There, a small table for two had been set up - complete with soft flickering candle light - food ready and waiting for them. Her mind couldn't comprehend if this was reality, if this man could be any sweeter or more thoughtful.
Looking into his eyes, there was no need to say anything, instead she leaned up until their lips met savouring the feeling that the outside world didn't exist for the brief period when she lost herself in the feeling of this wonderful man. Suddenly the pace changed and his hands were gripping her hips, tongues collided and she gripped the front of his shirt, pulling him impossibly closer.
Pulling away quickly, gasping for a breath, Jay said, "Wait, wait. There's food and music, possibly some dancin'. We got all night to do this baby girl, besides it's gonna be hard to top tha when I give you a goodnight kiss." he finished smugly.
Slapping him lightly then kissing lightly on the cheek, Beyoncé merely replied sarcastically, "Fine, I guess if you gotta treat me like a lady, feed me good food and dance with me...then you got to."
Keeping to his word, the two artists ate, drank, talked, laughed, kissed and danced to songs that Jay knew Beyoncé loved, and she was sure this was the feeling associated with heaven. That God in that moment was showing her happiness, that her karma was good if it meant feeling like this with another human being - he was her person.
***
Leaving her back to the hotel afterwards the goodnight kiss Jay left her with lasted several minutes after he had walked her to her private hotel room. It had both of them seeing stars and fireworks and reveling in just feeling they found themselves experiencing all the corny crap people think is the legend of fairy tales.
Reluctantly breaking the heated kiss Beyoncé hummed, a sound of pure satisfaction against his lips before commenting, "You topped it."
Chuckling Jay simply pulled her into a hug, kissed her forehead saying, "You expect anythin' less? I'm a perfectionist." This made Beyoncé laugh and his pulse quickened at the sound. He felt like he lived for that sound - it was greater than any music created. "So? How did I do?" he asked, smiling.
Feigning nonchalance, Beyoncé shrugged, before laughing at the gaping mouth belonging to the rap mogul standing in front of her. Standing on her tip-toes she whispered in his ear, "I'm joking baby, but you will need to maintain the level of romance next time." With that she backed towards her door, blowing him a kiss as she closed the door behind her.
Shaking his head and considering if the incredible and talented Beyoncé Knowles was out to kill him with how fierce she was. When he was back at his car he took out his phone and sent her a quick text.
SHAWN: Tease.
BEY: You love it.
SHAWN: I do. I so do. G'night Bey Bey. Call ya lata. X
BEY: G'night Jay (: xo
It was then as he was replaying the date over in his head, regaling in how incredible it would be to have Beyoncé as his, and only his, girl he thought of an idea for a new song that may just put her on the map as a solo artist with his hand.
'All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend.....'
