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Ninety Two

Jared was doing some interviews so Caroline and I had the day to ourselves. We were going to have lunch with her son Samuel. She had already spent a couple of days with him, but I hadn't met him yet. We walked in and she looked around, spotting him and waving. We made our way over and he stood up to welcome us. Isabella was asleep in her stroller, luckily we were in a little alcove so I parked it next to me and it wasn't in anyone's way. Samuel was tall and very handsome. He had long hair pulled into a bun and was tall and lithe. He had a short beard and startling dark brown eyes. "Genevieve it's so great to finally meet you. I've heard so many lovely things about you" he said warmly, shaking my hand. He had a light British accent. "Ah, hello, it's nice to meet you too" I replied sitting down, it wasn't often I was stunned by a pretty face. Not when I was married to the prettiest man I'd ever seen. "Your accent, how long have you lived here?" I asked curiously. "Samuels father is English" said Caroline in explanation. "There is that, I've been here about 8 years" he said smiling. We ordered and chatted away, Isabella waking up just as our meals arrived. She was intrigued by the new face and was being a little shy, but it didn't take long for her to warm up. "She's just beautiful, mom raves about her all the time" said Samuel grinning at Isabella. "Well the feeling is mutual, Isabella just loves her" I said. We headed to Hyde Park after lunch, it was a beautiful day so we walked around, looking through the gardens, feeding the ducks. Isabella squealed excitedly at them, as they ran after me looking for more. They walked me back to the hotel and we stopped to say our goodbyes out front. "Well it was lovely to meet you, we should do this again before you leave, perhaps dinner or lunch" suggested Samuel. "That would be great, I'm sure we can organize something" I said. "I'll see you tomorrow sweetheart" said Caroline, I nodded thanking her. "Bye, see you soon" I said to them both. "Bye Genevieve" said Samuel leaning in and hugging me. I waved at them and walked into the hotel, making my way to to our suite. "Hey baby" said Jared as soon as I walked in. "Hi, how was your morning?" I asked greeting him with a smile. He came over kissing me, then leaning back with a small frown. "What's wrong?" I asked curiously. "Who have you been kissing? I can smell perfume and it's not mine" he asked. "Caroline's son Samuel. But he didn't kiss me, he just hugged me goodbye" I said laughing. "Really? What's he like?" he said, "uh he's nice, very sweet, just like Caroline" I said shrugging, taking Isabella out of her stroller. "Oh yeah" he said, reaching out to take her, there was an odd tone to his voice. "He suggested with have dinner or lunch again, before we leave" I said. "Did he? What did you say?" he said kissing the baby, she lay her head contentedly on his chest, tired from the days excursion. "I said sure, why, what's wrong?" I said with a sigh. "Nothing is wrong, I just like to know who's hugging my wife" he said with a smirk. We were interrupted by a grizzle from Isabella, she was patting his chest, "da da" she whined. She was ready for a bottle and a nap. "Are you tired sweetheart? Time for a nap I think" he said. I quickly got her bottle ready and passed it to him. I watched as he lay down with her, cuddling her close and giving her the bottle. She was asleep within a few minutes of finishing it. "Let's order dinner and have an early night, we've got a big day tomorrow" he said smiling. I nodded in agreement and did just that.
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Jared's POV -
We were having dinner with Caroline and Samuel, the premiere had been amazing and we were now on the tail end of the trip. The longer we sat that the more I didn't like him. I knew I should and if I was honest, there was nothing bad to say about him. He was a nice guy. But I didn't like the way he looked at Gigi. Any idiot could see he was enamored by her and I was no idiot. He hung on her every word, smiled widely as she laughed, never taking his eyes off her. I couldn't exactly blame him. She seemed oblivious to his attention, sharing her smiles and laughter with all of us. "Don't fret my dear, she only has eyes for you" murmured Caroline. I turned to look at her, a little surprised and embarrassed that I'd been caught out. "Sorry, what?" I said pretending I had no idea what she was talking about. "You're right, I think he is a little in love with her. I mean how could he not be? She's divine. But have no fear. He knows he can never have her" she said in the same low voice. I suppressed a smile and gave her a small nod. Isabella gave a little whine and I jumped on it as an excuse to end the night. Thankfully we were just in the downstairs restaurant of the hotel. "Gigi, we should put this little one to bed" I said, taking her out of her arms and cuddling her to my chest. "Yes, of course. Caroline will we see you before we leave?" Genevieve asked her. "Aren't you meeting Alessandro tomorrow? Samuel and I are going to the museum, then we're meeting his father for dinner. Then you leave the next day, I'm afraid we may not manage it" she said looking sorry. "Oh, well, I guess we'll see you back home" said Gigi, Caroline nodded. "Thank you so much" I said kissing her on the cheek. "You're welcome, Goodnight my little love" she said kissing Isabella on the cheek, who smiled, lifting her hand and patting her cheek with affection. Gigi hugged her warmly and promised to stay in touch. "Bye Genevieve it was lovely to meet and spend time with you" said Samuel, I watched as he hugged her and kissed her cheek. He held her just a moment too long, he must have realized as he let go and stepped back quickly. "You too, please come visit us next time you're back home" she said smiling. I stepped forward and shook his hand briefly, "it was nice meeting you" he said to me, I nodded, "likewise, take care" I said and after another brief wave to Caroline we headed to the elevator. "You were so quiet, didn't you like him?" she asked me as we rode up to our floor. "No, he was nice enough" I said a little too sharply. She raised an eyebrow and smirked as we walked out and to our room. I busied myself getting Isabella ready for bed, trying my best to avoid any further conversation about the evening. I finally tucked her in and walked into the bedroom. Gigi was standing in front of the mirror in a singlet and panties, putting lotion on her face. I walked over pulling her hair back from her neck and kissing the soft skin under her ear. She sighed and let her head fall slightly sideways, her hand coming up and around my neck. I turned her to face me and my lips were on hers. I gripped her hips pulling them to mine, my erection straining against my pants, grinding against her through the thin lace of her panties. We separated so I could reach down, pulling off her singlet and pushing her back onto the bed. I could tell she was surprised at my haste, but the need to have her, to be buried inside her was driving me crazy. I tore off my shirt and pants, "scoot up" I ordered, climbing up over her, my knee pushing hers apart. "Wait!" she said breathlessly, she quickly took off her panties and wrapped her legs around my waist. "I like those ones" she explained, I grinned, she'd lost so many pretty lace panties due to my impatience. My lips trailed kisses around her neck and chest, my hands took her breasts and plumped them up. Half kissing, half biting them, her little moans and cries driving me crazy. I slid a hand down between her legs and she let out a soft cry of pleasure. I wasted no more time, I was inside her in one hard thrust, she half squealed, half groaned at the intensity. But I'd thrown my control out the door, I was being greedy and frenzied. I knew what was driving me. It was my need to possess her, I wanted her to know she belonged to me and me alone. Suddenly she grabbed my face, "Jared, slow down!" she exclaimed loudly. My eyes opened and I looked down at her, I was breathing hard and my entire body was shaking. Her cheeks were red and she was frowning. "Did I hurt you?" I asked her, instantly contrite. "No, but you're being .... a little rough and, I'm not liking it tonight" she said calmly, her hands pushing my hair away from my face. "I'm sorry, Gigi, I'm sorry" I said trying to pull away, but her legs tightened, holding me firmly inside her velvety warmth. She pushed my shoulder back and without separating from me, had me on my back in a heartbeat and was in control. She took my hands placing them on her hips. Then she started to move, rolling her hips over mine, taking hardly anything to push us both over the edge. She fell onto my chest panting, our skin covered with a sheen of moisture. A few minutes passed and she leaned up a little, kissing me gently on my chest, then she rolled off me and headed into the bathroom. I heard the shower a few minutes later and headed in there. She glanced up at me as I appeared and turned away, I couldn't help but notice the brief look of hurt on her face. I exhaled, I was such a fucking asshole. I cleaned up, then I pulled my hair back to brush my teeth and dab some lotion on my face. I must have been lost in my thoughts, because I looked up in the mirror and she was standing there drying off. She tossed the towel away and let her hair fall, grabbing a brush. "Do you want me to do that?" I asked her, she shook her head. "No, thank you, I'm good" she said. "Are you mad at me Gigi?" I asked with a sigh. She stopped brushing and looked up at me, silent. I watched as she walked over to the door closing it softly. I knew what was coming, she didn't want to wake the baby. She was 5' not much, but when she was mad, she was a tiny firecracker. "Don't ever, fuck me like that again. Never. And let me reassure you, it wasn't because you were being insatiable and rough, because I like that, usually" I tried to stop her to speak, but she put up a hand to stop me. "It was because you were trying to prove something, prove that I belong to you? I'm your lover, your wife, the mother of your child!! I'm yours in every way! I've never given you any reason to doubt my affection, if you're jealous of another man, that's on you! Don't fuck me like I'm your possession, make love to me because you want me, because you love me" she stormed angrily. I was ashamed of my behavior, she was right. "You should have stopped me" I said quietly. "I did, I stopped you and made love to you. Because I wanted you, I needed you. And I didn't want to fight, not in bed. That's the one place where we are truly alone together. Free to be ourselves, where we don't have to hide from anyone or anything. It's the one place I feel completely at peace" she said, she was calmer now. "I'm sorry Gigi. I'm really sorry, I have been a mess since New York. And tonight, seeing the way Samuel was acting. It was obvious he adored you. I just felt, I was jealous, there's no other excuse but jealousy" I admitted. She slipped on her singlet and shorts and looked up at me. "And I adore you. And that should be enough" she said. I nodded, "it's enough and I love you, you mean the world to me" I said, desperately trying to reassure her. She opened the door and walked out clearly done with the conversation. I followed her and pulled back the covers for her. She lay down and scooter over, making room for me, I pulled them back over us and pressed myself up against her back. "Are we okay?" I whispered, I heard a little sigh escape her, "yes baby, we're okay" she replied. I held her a little tighter, grateful for her forgiveness and her unconditional love.