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It’s an odd occasion that both Jack and yourself have the same day off.
Since moving in together, you’ve had such little time for going out on dates given your overload of work at the hospital, and with you both on night shift rotation, when you do get the opportunity it’s usually a quick breakfast date at the local coffee house before passing out the minute you get home.
But this Saturday night, you’re both scheduled off. And you have a sneaky suspicion Jack is the reason behind it.
He makes reservations at a new restaurant in town, the one opened by that famous chef you can never remember the name of, and it doesn’t help that both his large hands rest on the curve of your waist and he whispers that he’s taking you out low and seductively in your ear right in the middle of a shift when you can’t act on any desires that shiver up your spine at his words.
You spend half your life in scrubs, so tonight you’re going all out now that you have the chance to dress up and make yourself pretty for your man. Hair styled to perfection, makeup all sultry just how Jack likes it. You even bought a dress specifically for the occasion that accentuates your figure, and the colour of which makes your eyes shine like stars.
You want him drooling when he sees you.
It takes Jack all of 5 minutes to put his suit on, and run his hands through his curls that always sit perfectly without him even trying, but he waits patiently as you get ready, knowing every second will be worth it when you’re the prize he’s waiting for.
When you make your grand entrance, which entails a walk in high heels from your walk-in-robe to the living area, Jack stands immediately, eyes wide, almost in a trance, as he takes in all your beauty.
“God, you’re breathtaking.” He breathes out in a low, husky voice, like he didn’t intend to say anything, but he just couldn’t help himself.
His eyes travel all the way down you and back up to your smiling face, but you don’t feel insecure at his close scrutinisation. By the wondrous expression on his beautiful face, it is clear he is quite enamoured with you.
“And you are the most handsome man to walk the earth.” You retort back, pulling him closer by his tie under the guise of straightening it, but secretly you just want to feel his body pressed against yours.
“Which must make you the goddess of everything the light touches.” His hand finds the small of your back, pulling you flush to him as he kisses you, all sensual and slow. It leaves goosebumps running up your arms and a hot desire pooling between your legs.
When he pulls back, only enough to finish the kiss, and definitely not so much as to lose contact with you all together, and gazes at you with such affection you can’t help the heat rising in your cheeks.
“You are genuinely so stunning my love.” Jack reiterates, needing you to know that it isn’t just a rehearsed statement, he truly means the praise with his whole body. He bumps his nose against yours, and even though you didn’t think it possible, you fall a little bit more in love with him.
You let out a soft, breathy laugh at how effortlessly charming he is, your hands moving from his tie to rest against the firm muscles of his chest.
“I don’t think I want to share you with a room full of people when you look this good.” Jack's lopsided grin devastating, the kind that usually makes you forget your own name when you're mid-charting.
He leans in, pressing a lingering kiss to the sensitive junction where your neck curves into your shoulder. The scruff of his jaw grazes your skin, sending a fresh wave of electricity straight to your core.
“What about our reservation?”
But as Jack's thumb brushes the underside of your jaw, tilting your head back up to meet his gaze, the thought of sitting so far away from his warm touch in a crowded, noisy restaurant feels like a agony compared to giving in to the gravitational pull of the man standing in front of you.
“I’ve got all I want to eat right here.” That glint in his eye is the one you’ve become familiar with just before he absolutely devours you.
You don’t respond with words, instead you kick your heels off, hands flying around his neck and you pull him towards the hallway that leads to your bedroom.
His lips are on yours before you make it through the door to your room, and when your back hits the soft, cloud like bed, Jack doesn’t waste any time removing your dress, he simply bunches the material around your waist, pulls your panties to the side and dives right in like a man starved.