I'm back and I'm writing again!! I know I haven't posted in what seems like forever, but my computer totally deleted this chapter, and so I had to start all over again, and it sucks because I hate it when I have to do that! So anyways, I got a message and asked if there was going to be any other characters, well here it goes:
Oliver has gotten married and had kids with a lovley human might I add. He and Schuyler still talk pretty frequently. He and his wife also own an art gallery.
Bliss unfortunatley hasn't found love yet, and hass gotten control over her nightmares.
Charles and Trinity have been the same, but a little affected by Mimi having to end her cycle so early, and having Schuyler and Jack being bonded but they'll get over it.
Mimi, is well dead as we all know.
And Schuyler and Jack are coming to the beginning of bliss.
So here's the chapter!!
Chapter Two
The town car pulled up to the house, and Jack opened the door for Schuyler. His fiancé. He loved saying that, and he loved waking up with her in their penthouse.
Schuyler ducked into the middle seat, and Jack climbed in next to her. He gave the driver the destination, and then shut the window between them. They hadn't kissed each other, really kissed each other in forever.
Jack leaned over, and kissed her neck, up to her jaw, then the apples of her cheeks before claiming her lips. "Jack, are you sure this can't wait until lunch?" she had practically breathed into his mouth.
But, he weaved his hands in her hair and pulled her down into the seat, kissing her with more passion each second. The care halted, and Schuyler looked up.
"Just a red light hun." she smiled devilishly, and continued the previous activities. The car halted at stop signs, and each time one of them would check the destination. Until the car halted for the last time and the engine cut.
They sat up and straightened themselves up. Jack opened the door, and climbed out running a hand through his hair. He grabbed Schuyler's hand and helped her out of the car.
They didn't walk to the elevator they strutted, all of the secretaries, and clients eyeing them enviously. They wished they looked that good with their boyfriend or girlfriend. They wished they had that much power and stature.
Riding up the elevator, to their office, took all of one minute. Their office was on the tenth floor. There were many above them, belonging to many of their other meeting rooms, and apartments.
But this floor truly belonged only to them. You had to be buzzed in, if you were worthy enough. It was like a second apartment for them, but the office part of the floor was still very prominent. You could see all of the busy street below them.
Owning a business together gave them lots of opportunities, to be with each other the whole day. They shared an office, so throughout the whole day, they could talk and share the occasional kiss.
Schuyler's blackberry rang. "Oh hello Shayla." she excused herself to talk to her wedding planner.
"Well, I'll be over later. I was thinking I would like to go there. Definitely something vintage. Maybe. I'll come by during lunch, let me run it by Jack, and I'll talk to you later. Bye."
Schuyler clicked her phone off. "What's it that you need run by me?" Jack came up to her raising his eyebrows.
"Oh, my trainer wanted to meet me for some stuff, I was wondering if you wouldn't mind having lunch by yourself?"
She was worried about his reaction, seeing as she had made him eat lunch alone for the past week when she hunted for the perfect vintage wedding dress. She wanted it to be a surprise, so she'd been pretending to hold meetings with her hairstylist or trainer, or co workers.
"You've been working out to much. You're perfect." he kissed her neck. She'd become engrossed in this she realized he'd seduced her. "Jack, I need to be perfectly toned for the wedding. Plus the tabloids make me seem fat."
Schuyler was 140 pounds. She was short, but she was a great median size. She'd always been so skinny as a teenager, and plumped up during college. Jack had always loved voluptuous girls, and she'd done a lot to become curvier but still fit.
"Alright, but take some time off for me tonight? I'll get reservations at Café Nouveau in the back where you like it." again he had seduction in his voice.
"Alright babe. I'll go out for dinner, since tomorrow is Saturday and we don't have to work. We'll go out for drinks too." she kissed his lips and ran out for one of her many meetings.
JACK'S POV
Schuyler was always leaving him to do things, when all he wanted to do, was to eat lunch with his wife to-be. But he had to admit, he loved the time to plan the perfect weekends, and this weekend wasn't going to be any different.
Previously in the week he got invited to the opening of a new Café Nouveau in Beverly Hills. He was planning on flying them out to L.A. later on in the afternoon, of course by private jet, and they would be there by 8:30 for drinks at the bar. Plus, they wouldn't miss the opening of the restuarunt either.
He was sure Schuyler would appreciate the long weekend. Plus, the Monday coming up was a holiday, so it gave them plenty of alone time.
Jack picked up his office phone, and dialed the airport. "Um, hello. This is Jack Force, I'm calling to see if my plane would be ready by three today?" he tapped his chin waiting for a response.
When the flight confirmation was set up, Jack called the Belverly Hills Hotel.
"Yes, hello this is Jack Force, yes son of Charles Force. I'd like the most romantic room you have. Everything, no expense spared. It needs to be ready by midnight. Thank you very much sir. I'm sure my fiancé will appreciate it very much. Yep, bye bye."
