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Eighty Eight

We were in New York, at The Bowery. We'd left Isabella with my dad and Caroline to get prepared for tonight's premier. Caroline had turned a spare room into a beautiful nursery and was more than a little excited to be looking after her. It was also was our wedding anniversary the day after. She'd convinced us to stay at the hotel tonight and go off and have a nice lunch the next day. I'd been a little nervous, it was the first time I'd be away from her. But I finally agreed and Isabella was always happy to be around them both. "They've sent a final copy of the interview for you to read" said Emma. Jared nodded absentmindedly, he was reading emails on his phone while we had tea. "I'll read it later" he said. "Can I look at it?" I asked. "Sure" he nodded. "I'm gonna go. You guys don't need me so I'm meeting some friends for dinner" she said. I waved at her smiling as she let herself out, then I picked up the interview and started reading.

Jared appears holding his daughter in his arms, explaining she only wants to be cuddled by him at the moment. Baby Isabella, is very quiet and well behaved. Playing with his necklace, then caressing his face and pulling at his hair, he seems enamored by her and only gives me half his attention the entire time. He refuses my request for a photo of them both and it's obvious that he is very private when it comes to answering questions about his family.  His lovely wife Genevieve is nowhere to be seen, and he is firm in his refusal to enter into any discussion about last night premiere where she allegedly pushed his costar into the pool.

It went on to discuss the movie and any future projects he was planning either in film or with the band.

Given the way he dotes on his daughter, I jokingly ask him whether we would see him retire and raise a couple more babies. His reply, "we're very happy right now"  ending the interview after that.

I look up at him, he was drinking his tea and eating some fruit. "Is it okay?" he asked. I nodded, "yeah, he has you sounding standoffish" I said. "I was, so it's no surprise" he said shrugging. "You don't care that it makes you sound .... a little ....", "arrogant? I couldn't give a shit. I've had worse written about me. These people need to know that my family is off limits for discussion" he said. I nodded, glad that he wanted to keep our family life private. I bit my lip wanting to ask him another question, he seemed to sense it and raised and eyebrow. "What is it?" he said. "You don't .... I mean, do you want to have more babies?" I asked, it was almost a whisper. He cocked his head to the side, "I'm not saying no, but I was honest in that interview, I'm so happy at the moment. Do you? I mean, if you did, I'm willing to discuss and consider it" he said. I shook my head, "no, I'm happy right now too" I said in full agreement. I wasn't ready to even think about another baby right now. If ever. "Genevieve" he said. The tone of his voice sent a shiver up my spine. "Hmmm" I said looking at my phone, avoiding his face. "Look at me when I'm speaking to you please" he said sternly. I frowned, slowly lifting my head, meeting his eyes. It still surprised me how quickly I obeyed him at any given moment. "That day, when you were having lunch with Jamie, I was coming outside, and I overheard something you said to her" he said. I looked at him confused, quickly trying to remember what we'd been talking about. We'd chatted about so many things, nothing stood out. "What was it?" I said a little shortly, standing up and walking over to the window. I had a feeling I was about to be chastised. Suddenly he was in front of me, I gave a little gasp in surprise. "You have this, in your words, seed of doubt, you don't fully trust me, us. I know we have had some rough patches, and I know I've made some mistakes. But this is all on you, once and for all, you need to trust me" he said. I was shocked, that was not what I expected him to say. "I .... it's just, I can't help. Women are always, throwing themselves at you. I'm so frightened of losing you" I whispered, my head dropped and I hid my face with my hands. He took them away, lifting up my chin with his fingers to look at him, "they can throw themselves at me all they like. I only see you. I'll always be faithful to you. Never doubt that. You have given me, everything my heart desires, you have never denied me anything. Do you know how much that means to me? Never ever forget how much I love you" he said softly. I thought of everything we'd done together, everything we'd been through. He was right, I needed to trust in our relationship. Stepping closer to me, he ran his fingers down my cheek and across my lips. They were quickly replaced by his lips, his arms pulling me into his embrace. Breathlessly we separated, I nodded slowly. "You are a beautiful, confident woman. And you are mine, always" he said softly against my lips. I slid my hands into his hair and kissed him again, his tongue slipping past my lips finding mine. I felt the familiar bolt of desire rush through me, landing straight in my center. His hand moving down and under my tee, grasping my breast. Palming it firmly, I heard a low groan escape him and I bit his lip in reaction. "They'll be here soon" he growled as I kissed his neck and chin, my hand reaching down to grab his, now very hard cock, through his pants. "You'd better hurry up then" I said teasingly. He grabbed me so fast I squealed in surprise, dragging me over to the nearby sofa. But instead of laying me down, he pushed me over the back of it, grabbing my skirt and lifting it up, bunching it around my waist. He attempted to pull my lace panties down, but lost patience and resorted to tearing them off. He pulled down his pants and jockeys just enough to free his cock and moved in behind me, his foot kicking my feet apart. He was inside me in one swift thrust, both of us groaning. He wasted no time, setting a punishing rhythm, grasping my hips, his fingers digging in so hard it was almost painful. But the pleasure was overriding everything else, my hands holding the back of the sofa to steady myself in place. His grunts and groans were echoing around the room. Suddenly we heard a sharp knock at the door. "Shit!" he growled, but instead of slowing down he sped up, driving into me harder and faster. I was hard pressed to keep quiet. "I'm almost there Gigi, cum with me" he said in a low voice. My orgasm was tantalizingly close, but the persistent knocking was distracting me! "I ... I'm nearly ..." I managed to say. He grabbed my hand and directed it down between my legs, "do it yourself baby" he hissed. Fuck!! There was no way I wanted to be left aroused and wanting, so I slid my fingers into my folds, firmly circling my clit. He gave a couple more thrusts and I felt him shudder as he found his release. That was all I needed to fall over the edge with him, biting my lip to stop from crying out. I had barely stopped shaking when he pulled out of me, I almost lost my balance as he let me go. "Go, quick, into the bathroom and clean up. I'll open the door" he said, giving me a sharp smack on the ass to hurry me along. My head was still spinning, but I swiftly walked away. Just as I got to the bedroom door I remembered my panties. I turned and gasped, "Jared, no, wait!!! Grab them!" I cried, pointing to them just as he got to the door. He looked confused then realized, sprinting back and swiping them off the carpet and shoving them into his pocket with a grin. I heard him open the door and apologize, he had been on the phone in the other room he told them. I giggled as I closed the door behind me and headed for the shower.

"You look amazing" a reporter told me. I thanked her with a smile and continued walking with Jared along the red carpet. I was wearing a black dress, it had a beautiful fitted laced bustier which was partially see-through except where it needed to cover. It had small spaghetti straps and a simple belt that defined my waist. It came just to my knees, the lace showing of my legs, of which I was quite proud of, and it had a beautiful black silk billowing long skirt attached at the hips, that was open in the front to show the detailing of the dress. Paired with my patent black Louboutin pumps, I felt amazing. My hair was loose and straight tonight, and I was just wearing my engagement and wedding rings, no other jewelry. The dress was enough. "You look beautiful Gigi" Jared murmured as we walked, I loved my pumps because they always made me taller, a little closer to his height. "Thank you" I said giving him a warm smile. We stopped to pose for more photos and Jared chatted to a reporter, while I posed alone. I had gotten used to this pretty quickly and I didn't hate it, I thought wryly. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his co star, Amelia, walking up. She saw me and hilariously stopped short, then caught herself and kept walking. Taking a wide berth, all the way over to the other side. I couldn't help but smile, almost bursting into laughter. "What are you grinning about?" said Jared joining me. "Oh nothing, just enjoying the entertainment" I said with a cheeky smile. He caught sight of Amelia and raised his eyebrow at me, leaning in to hiss, "behave, or I might have to spank that pretty ass". "There's no point threatening me with that, we both know I love it as much a you" I whispered. "Fuck" he muttered through gritted teeth. "What are you two whispering about?" asked a reporter loudly, she had very blonde hair, big teeth and breasts to match. She was at that moment pushing them out as far as she could to get his attention. "We're just loving the atmosphere, excuse us we need to get inside" said Jared quickly, gently tugging my hand. We walked further in, he turned to wave at the crowd before we disappeared into the privacy of the foyer. "Are we staying for the party?" I asked him, grabbing a glass of champagne from a passing waiter. "Ah, yeah, but not for long. I had something else in mind" he said cryptically. I raised an eyebrow, "what might that be?" I asked. "It's a very private club" he said quietly. I exhaled, "have you been there before?" I said wryly. He nodded, "yes, but hear me out. I've only ever been there to look around, with Shannon. I've never .... been there with someone" he said. "Is it like that place we went to in LA?" I asked. He nodded, "it is, but a little more .... dirty" he said softly, his voice was dripping with desire. I imagined he was getting hard at the thought of taking me there. That in turn was making me damp in all the right places. "Hmm, I guess it would be okay" I said swiftly downing the remainder of my champagne and quickly grabbing another. "Does the thought of going there make you nervous? Because we don't have to go Gigi" he said taking my hand, I shook my head and smiled at him. He brought it up to his lips, kissing my palm. I heard the tell tale click of a dozen cameras. Fucking reporters, I didn't even turn to look. "No, I want to go. I'll always go wherever you take me. I trust you" I said softly. He nodded, it was his turn to exhale, his eyes looked at me like a lion looks at his prey. "Baby, you're in for a surprise" he said with a sexy smirk. Well fuck, I better prepare, I thought to myself, swiping another champagne!!