Thankyou everyone for your reviews! I'm sick at the moment so I hope this chapter is ok. I couldn't keep you all waiting, so here it is and I hope you enjoy!
Gwen looked herself over in the mirror. The pyjamas Jack had brought left very little to the imagination. Actually you could hardly call them pyjamas. She was wearing black shorts that were so short they could easily be mistaken for underwear and a red (very low cut) singlet top. Truth be told, it was very similar to what she usually wore to bed, but something she never imagined wearing around Jack. She thought at first that maybe Jack just knew her all too well, but she couldn't relinquish the thought that he had brought them for his own indulgence. As embarrassed as she knew she would be, Gwen decided if she had to wear this then she was going to make Jack squirm.
Gwen left the bathroom and found the pizza box on the nearby bench. But where was Jack? She felt a cool draught come through the balcony door. Not wanting to alert Jack, she moved towards the balcony and peered around the corner. Jack was sitting down facing outwards. His head was tilted back and he was downing a bottle of vodka.
"Jack!" Gwen shouted moving towards him, snatching the bottle from his hands. "What the hell are you doing!?"
Jack stood up. "I'm sorry Gwen, you weren't suppose to see that" he said sincerely.
"Don't do this to me Jack. I'm sick and I'm tired, and you're not making this easy for me" she said, frustrated that she couldn't trust him to be on his own for two seconds. "Now tell me the truth. Is there any more?" she asked sternly, holding up the half full bottle of vodka.
"No" Jack replied quietly.
"Good" said Gwen satisfied that he was telling her the truth. Then to Jack's surprise, she knocked back the last of the vodka. "Now, I'm going to go inside and eat. Are you coming?"
"Yes ma'am" Jack said jokingly, saluting Gwen.
"Oi!" Gwen said playfully slapping Jack on the arm. "Don't get me started."
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It was 2am and Jack and Gwen sat at the table in their hotel room eating pizza. They simultaneously reached for the last slice, but Jack let Gwen have it.
"Thanks" she said.
"No problem. You look incredibly sexy by the way."
"Was that your intention Jack? You brought me these, remember" Gwen said seductively. She was not going to allow herself to blush in front of him, under ANY circumstances.
Jack laughed. Ok, not the reaction she expected. "Actually Gwen" Jack began. "I found them in your flat. They were under your pillow, along with a very hot black thong…"
"Jack…" Gwen said warningly and evidently blushing.
"It's ok Gwen, I can go back and get it if you like" he said smugly.
Gwen ignored him. "How did you even get in my flat?"
"I found your keys in your bag" Jack said casually.
"You went through my BAG!" Gwen yelled.
"Yeah, to find your keys" Jack said innocently.
Gwen gave up trying to argue her point to him. Why can't men understand, you should NEVER look through a women's bag!
Gwen sighed. "Where are my clothes? You know… the ones I dressed myself in" she said, her eyes shooting daggers at him.
"I sent them to be cleaned"
"God is there anything you won't do for me?!" she yelled.
"Well I am so sorry for caring Gwen, next time I won't bother!" he shouted and walked out to the balcony.
There was only so much Jack could take. Gwen was being really difficult and Jack had no idea why. He was only trying to help. He knew he had really embarrassed her with his comment, but he was certain there was something else she wasn't telling him.
Gwen cursed herself for acting so badly. She knew he was only trying to help, but she didn't want his help. She wanted to help him, but she was just making things worse between them. She walked out to the balcony and stood behind Jack.
"We sound like an old married couple" she said softly. "I'm sorry Jack, I don't know what's wrong with me but I promise you I am going to calm down."
"Where is Rhys?" Jack asked randomly.
"Sorry?" Gwen said confused.
"He wasn't at the flat."
"He's gone away for a while. His mother's sick."
Jack didn't reply. He just stood there silently for a while, gathering his thoughts. Gwen placed her hand on his shoulder and they just stood in each others presence. After a while, Jack turned around to face her.
"You should get some sleep" he said.
"What about you?"
"I don't sleep Gwen."
"Well then I'll have to stay awake to keep an eye on you and I'm very, very tired Jack"
"Ok, fine. But I can't promise you I'll sleep"
"That's ok. Just promise that you won't leave the bed"
"I'm sorry about this Gwen. It wasn't my intention to share a bed with you, but this was the last room they had" he said honestly.
"I know that Jack." You'd try it on everyone else but me she thought sadly. "Besides, there's really no need to be sorry Jack. I don't mind."
Neither do I Jack thought. They went inside and Gwen climbed into bed, while Jack undressed down to his boxers. He turned off the lights and climb in with her. The lights of the city illuminated the room just enough so that he could see her face.
"So what do you want to do tomorrow?" Jack whispered.
"Whatever you want Jack, as long as it doesn't involve drinking." She smiled.
"Ok." He smiled back. "Goodnight Gwen."
"Night Jack" she replied, already falling to sleep.
Jack put his arm around her and moved closer to kiss her forehead. As he lifted his arm to move back again, he felt a hand hold it in place. He looked at Gwen. She opened her eyes and moved her hand from Jack's arm to his cheek.
"I need to know you're here Jack" she said with a hint of sadness.
"It's ok Gwen. I'm right here and I always will be. I've got you."
Gwen buried her head into Jack's chest and fell asleep in his arms. Jack stroked her hair while she slept before he too, fell asleep.
Please review and any ideas are welcome for what Jack and Gwen should do tomorrow.