Black Velvet | Jeffrey Dean Morgan

27.

I tiptoed my way into the living room and saw Jeffrey sitting on the sofa arm, phone in his hand. He looked like a million bucks, like someone out of a story, someone unreal. He didn't need to put any effort into making himself look good because he looked amazing in everything. But the suit he had on now? Fuck me up, daddy! I stood there and drooled over him until he sensed my presence, placed his phone in his pocket and turned around. 

''Holy mother of fucking perfection'' he looked at me with wide eyes, making me blush fifty shades of red. ''Marry me'' he said out of nowhere and I laughed, though my heart exploded in my chest. One day, yes. It must have been the black velvet dress I was wearing. I knew exactly what I was doing and why I bought that particular dress; he loved the material and I loved teasing him with it on me, because I knew what it did to him. ''Hot damn, baby girl, you are so beautiful'' the handsome man with an incredible scent grabbed my hand and twirled me.

''Thank you, Jeffrey. I've been standing there falling in love with you for the past few minutes, you look so handsome I might choke'' I laughed as I looked him up and down. 

''That could be a plan for later tonight, you know'' he gave me a naughty grin before placing his hands in his pockets and stepping back. I loved it when we flirted. 

''What?'' I asked after I put on my heels and straightened up because he looked so serious, so hot, so fucking good. 

''Nothing, I just can't believe how lucky I am. I also wish we had more time right now'' his voice vibrated through my body, making me want to arrive late at the event. 

''We have the whole night, baby'' I winked at him before grabbing his hand and leaving the apartment. 

As we stepped in front of the cameras I was mostly confident but there was a bit of nervousness in there too - it was the first time we'd show the world we were a couple. I looked like a vintage 90's bad babe and I didn't want to change out of that dress ever, the man next to me making me feel even more beautiful. There was nothing I was afraid of, nothing about us going public for the first time, nothing could stop me or scare me. I was there for it, for Jeffrey, for everything. 

''You good?'' Jeffrey's hand stayed on my hip the whole time, squeezing it from time to time to let me know everything was alright. 

''Yes'' I whispered, kissing his cheek. 

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It was late and I was having a smoke while I waited for Jeffrey to come out from the men's room. ''Hazel'' he said form behind making me turn around. ''Whose number is this?'' Jeffrey held his phone in front of my face. I grabbed the phone and looked at the number only to say I didn't know who it was. ''Look at what they sent me'' he showed me the text that said Look what your girl's been doing above a photo of me hugging Rob. 

I could see that the photo was from a few days ago when I was at the mall to buy the dress I was wearing. The photo was cropped in such way that Tay and Rob's friend weren't in the picture and it was just him and I. I was in shock. 

''Who is this, Hazel?''

''I don't know, but I fucking knew I wasn't wrong. I felt eyes on me all the time when I was there, holy shit. This is not okay and if it goes on I'm going to the police'' my eyes were watering and my hands shaking. ''And that it such a stupid fucking photo. I was there with Hazel and met Rob on our way out, nothing more''.

''I know baby, you don't have to explain yourself, I trust you'' he pulled me into him and placed kisses on my head. How someone could be so good and nice was totally a mystery to me. ''Who could it be though?''. 

I thought and thought and maybe just maybe it could be Benjamin. He did come to my mom's store and he did appear at that bar a few days ago, so there was a possibility that he was the one behind the text message. When did he become so creepy? He was a normal guy, nice to other people - excluding the unfaithfulness. ''What if it was Benjamin?''.

''You think? I'm gonna kill that motherfucker with my bare hands if he keeps bothering you like this''. 

''Or we let the police to their thing'' I tried to smile but I was actually scared. How could someone be so creepy? Did I have a stalker? 

''But the pleasure would be mine, doll. I'd love to break his nose'' his eyes were dark, mind seemed to be everywhere. 

''We don't even know it's him yet. But whatever, setting the creepiness aside, you're so fucking hot when you do that''. 

''When I do what?''. 

''When you're protective'' I kissed the corner of his mouth. 

''I'll do anything to keep you safe, alright? We'll find out who this person is'' he caressed my cheek before waving for a cab. ''Now let's get home and get some rest, it's been a long night'' my man rested his hand on my leg as we sat in the backseat of the cab. 

''Get some rest? Oh baby, I'm not sure that's what I want''. 

''Really? What do you want then?'' he whispered in my ear so that the driver wouldn't hear. 

''This'' I grabbed his cock through the sexy suit pants. 

''That's what you're getting then''.