Their New Beginning (Oh Captain, My Captain #5) by Lindsay Paige, Mary Smith, Rebecca Cartee Page A
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over to my side of the bed and close my eyes.
~ ~ ~
The next day with Jax’s parents is wonderful. I love his parents, and even though they doubted our relationship at first, they have never treated me differently. I do agree with Jax that Stan is a lazy bum, but he’s family and I’ll keep my mouth quiet.
The game is good. Although the Gamblers lose, Jax’s still holding strong in the number one spot in points.
It was sad to see his parents leave, but I’m a little glad because tonight is our re-creation of date number three. While Jax is working out, I go shopping. I buy a new dress, just like I did five years ago. I put Jax’s black suit out on the bed. He slept in the bed again, and I couldn’t have been more thrilled.
I send him several texts, asking him out and telling him to wear the suit on the bed. I get ready in the guest room, and when he comes home, I hide in the office. I don’t want him to see me. After a little bit, I go out the front door and knock on it again. Just like he did when he came to pick me up on our date.
This date is more special because it’s the first time Jax told me he loved me. I thought he was crazy because it was only our third date. However, he swore he did. I giggle at the thought now.
I look at my reflection in the front door window. I purchased a short, white chiffon, strapless dress. Jax’s loves when my hair is down, so I kept it in my natural wavy mess. He also hates a lot of makeup, so I kept it light.
When he opens the door, there is a smile on his face. I know that smile, and I've missed it desperately. “Avery.” He looks me over. “You’re gorgeous.”
“You look very sexy in that suit, Mr. Godwin. Now, would you like to enjoy a night out on the town?”
“With you, yes. But hold on,” he holds up one finger, “I forgot my shoes.” He runs over to the couch and puts them on.
“You’ll have to drive. My shoes make it impossible to drive.” I stick out my leg showing my white, very high heels.
“I love your shoes, and I don’t mind driving.”
He holds the door open for me, and we hit the road to his favorite casino. I’ve already hit the bank and gotten money for him. I like the slots because of all the pretty lights, I think. Jax’s a Blackjack guy. He always has been. He valets the car and holds my hand as we walk in. A few heads turn at seeing him because he is well known in Las Vegas, but no one says anything.
After he changes out for some chips, he pulls the chair out for me at the Blackjack table. Of course, I have no clue what’s happening, but Jax’s face becomes serious. I love that face, too. When the cards are dealt again, I tell him I’m going over to the slots. I slide in some cash and become hypnotized by the spinning fruits.
I have no clue how long I sit there, but Jax grabs my hand and pulls me away to the steakhouse that’s nestled inside the casino.
“I’m hungry,” he moans close to my ear.
Dinner goes perfectly. We laugh, eat way too much food, and I've had too many glasses of wine, but it’s the best time we’ve had in months. We’re standing by the valet booth, waiting for the Mustang, and the biggest smile is still across on my face. This is what we needed. I can feel our connection growing. The Mustang pulls up when I hear a voice call me.
“Avery? Is that you?”
Every drop of blood drains from my face and my heart stops beating. Standing in front of me is Rob. My one-night stand. The guy I cheated on Jax with.
“Rob?” I can’t be sure it’s him. I could be having a bad dream.
“How are you?” he asks as if he’s an old dear friend.
“I’m…. I’m fine,” I stammer out. “What are you doing here?”
“I've just finished meeting with a business associate. I’m only in town until the morning.” His eyes look me up and down.
I feel Jax squeeze my hand “This is my husband, Jax,” I introduce him, praying that he’ll just leave.
“I'm Rob, nice to meet you.” He sticks
~ ~ ~
The next day with Jax’s parents is wonderful. I love his parents, and even though they doubted our relationship at first, they have never treated me differently. I do agree with Jax that Stan is a lazy bum, but he’s family and I’ll keep my mouth quiet.
The game is good. Although the Gamblers lose, Jax’s still holding strong in the number one spot in points.
It was sad to see his parents leave, but I’m a little glad because tonight is our re-creation of date number three. While Jax is working out, I go shopping. I buy a new dress, just like I did five years ago. I put Jax’s black suit out on the bed. He slept in the bed again, and I couldn’t have been more thrilled.
I send him several texts, asking him out and telling him to wear the suit on the bed. I get ready in the guest room, and when he comes home, I hide in the office. I don’t want him to see me. After a little bit, I go out the front door and knock on it again. Just like he did when he came to pick me up on our date.
This date is more special because it’s the first time Jax told me he loved me. I thought he was crazy because it was only our third date. However, he swore he did. I giggle at the thought now.
I look at my reflection in the front door window. I purchased a short, white chiffon, strapless dress. Jax’s loves when my hair is down, so I kept it in my natural wavy mess. He also hates a lot of makeup, so I kept it light.
When he opens the door, there is a smile on his face. I know that smile, and I've missed it desperately. “Avery.” He looks me over. “You’re gorgeous.”
“You look very sexy in that suit, Mr. Godwin. Now, would you like to enjoy a night out on the town?”
“With you, yes. But hold on,” he holds up one finger, “I forgot my shoes.” He runs over to the couch and puts them on.
“You’ll have to drive. My shoes make it impossible to drive.” I stick out my leg showing my white, very high heels.
“I love your shoes, and I don’t mind driving.”
He holds the door open for me, and we hit the road to his favorite casino. I’ve already hit the bank and gotten money for him. I like the slots because of all the pretty lights, I think. Jax’s a Blackjack guy. He always has been. He valets the car and holds my hand as we walk in. A few heads turn at seeing him because he is well known in Las Vegas, but no one says anything.
After he changes out for some chips, he pulls the chair out for me at the Blackjack table. Of course, I have no clue what’s happening, but Jax’s face becomes serious. I love that face, too. When the cards are dealt again, I tell him I’m going over to the slots. I slide in some cash and become hypnotized by the spinning fruits.
I have no clue how long I sit there, but Jax grabs my hand and pulls me away to the steakhouse that’s nestled inside the casino.
“I’m hungry,” he moans close to my ear.
Dinner goes perfectly. We laugh, eat way too much food, and I've had too many glasses of wine, but it’s the best time we’ve had in months. We’re standing by the valet booth, waiting for the Mustang, and the biggest smile is still across on my face. This is what we needed. I can feel our connection growing. The Mustang pulls up when I hear a voice call me.
“Avery? Is that you?”
Every drop of blood drains from my face and my heart stops beating. Standing in front of me is Rob. My one-night stand. The guy I cheated on Jax with.
“Rob?” I can’t be sure it’s him. I could be having a bad dream.
“How are you?” he asks as if he’s an old dear friend.
“I’m…. I’m fine,” I stammer out. “What are you doing here?”
“I've just finished meeting with a business associate. I’m only in town until the morning.” His eyes look me up and down.
I feel Jax squeeze my hand “This is my husband, Jax,” I introduce him, praying that he’ll just leave.
“I'm Rob, nice to meet you.” He sticks
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