A/N: So I decided that I'd change the title of this story to Memories because it seems more fitting than Service. Anyways, here's the next chapter!


I was sitting at the same spot on the coffee shop from Monday. Jack had told me he wanted to meet with me again. Sipping my coffee, I checked my watch. He was twenty minutes late. I sighed and sat back watching the different people around the shop. The red headed counter girl was working today and was watching the door and me intently, probably hoping Jack would walk in any minute. He eventually showed up five minutes later.

The week went by faster than I thought it would. Apparently Brody invited Sloane for dinner as well, so I didn't have to worry about being the center of attention. Thank God. Jack also made sure that I didn't work that night, so I would have to attend the dinner. By the time Friday rolled around, I was as nervous as Sloane was excited. She woke up earlier than I did, which was a first, and bounded out to get ready for the day. Luckily, neither one of us had classes today. I didn't see Sloane for the rest of the day, until she came back to the apartment with an hour till the dinner. "Sit," she commanded once she stepped into my room. Knowing I wasn't going to win this argument, I complied.

"I don't understand why you're making such a fuss about this," I complained as I sat at the vanity. Sloane ignored me and started curling my hair. She didn't talk until my hair was done.

Jack sat across from me with a box tucked under his arm. "I'm so sorry for being late," he apologized. "Something came up at work, and I was- occupied..." I knew exactly what he meant. He was with Donna. I slowly nodded and set my coffee cup down. Guilt flooded his eyes, but the rest of his face was composed.
"Why did you want to meet, Jack?" I asked curiously eyeing the box. Jack's lips curled up into a small smile as he held the box out for me.
"I thought you might appreciate this."

"There, you look gorgeous. Just put on light mascara and lip gloss, and you'll be ready," she complemented and smiles brightly. I rolled my eyes and complied again. After doing what I was told, I headed towards the closet while Sloane started getting herself ready.

I slowly accepted the gift and lifted the lid. A small gasp escaped my lips when I realized what it was, a dress. An elegant, long, white, dress with strips of lace flowing down from it. The neckline was high and the thick straps were supposed to wrap around my neck. It was beautiful. "Wow..." was the only word I could let out.

I took the dress out from the closet and laid it out on the bed. It was gorgeous, maybe too gorgeous for me. Sloane noticed my hesitation and groaned irritably. "Kimmy, you're beautiful. You're going to look even more beautiful in that dress. Jack picked it out just for you. Wear it," she coaxed and I nodded. I swallowed and stripped off my tank and shorts.

"What do you think, Kim?" Jack asked nervously.
"It's beautiful, but I don't know where I'd wear it," I answered mesmerized. Jack let out a loud laugh and smiled. He took one of my hands in both of his and looked me in the eyes.
"I want you to wear it this Friday at dinner." I was shocked. He wanted me to wear this dress?
"But it seems way too formal for a dinner."
"Berkley dinners are always formal. Will you wear it? Please?" He looked into my eyes searching for an answer as if I would never speak. I merely nodded and gave him a shy smile.

I examined myself in the full length mirror once the dress was on. It reached to the floor, but it wasn't so long that I would step on it. There was a diamond cut out in the back. The color really did suit me. My lips curved into a small smile. It really was pretty...

Sloane sprung for a white, lace, body fitted dress. The long sleeves hung off her shoulders. It was revealing, but tasteful. We arrived at the Berkley house half an hour later. Brody gave the address to Sloane, so she knew exactly where we had to go. The Berkley Estate was more traditional than Jack's home. The large brick house loomed over the driveway. A large lawn and yard connected the house to the lake that sat behind it. It was beautiful.

Brody was waiting for us when we drive past the gates. He helped us get out and held his hand out for Sloane, who eagerly accepted it. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and they walked in together. I followed close behind. The inside of the house was much more modern than the exterior. Everything in the house screamed, "EXPENSIVE. DON'T TOUCH!".

"Is she here? Is she here? Oh my god!" A young brunette slightly taller than me came running down the hall way. She was definietly filled with energy. "Kim! I've heard so much about you!" she instantly pulled me into an embrace that I was not ready for.

"Uh... Hi?" It came out more of a question.

"Oh my god, where am I manners?" the little one asked herself as she pulled me away from the hug. "I'm Grace. Jack and Brody's sister." she held her hand out for me which I slowly grasped and shook. "I think you and I are going to be great friends!" Before I could answer, Jack exited a door at the end of the hallway. His eyes immediately laid on me causing me to flush a deep red. He casually walked up to us and held out his hand for me. Grace let go of my hand, so I could reach out to his.

"Kimberley," Jack acknowledged as I placed my hand in his.

"Jack," I greeted with a nod. Jack smiled as he laced our fingers together. Amanda Berkley and a man, who I assume was Jack's father, emerged into the hallway.

"Kim!" she greeted with open arms. I smiled and stepped into her embrace. "You look very beautiful," she complimented. I quietly thanked her as she moved on to greet Sloane.

"Kim, I would like you to meet my father, Derek Berkley," Jack introduced as he gestured to his father. Derek Berkley was a big man with short blonde hair and emerald green eyes. Wow. Everyone in this family was just drop-dead-gorgeous.

"Mr. Berkley," I acknowledged as I shook his hand. He smiled brightly at me.

"Please call me Derek. We're all friends here," he joked with a laugh. He was very laid back, unlike Jack.

"Come, everyone! It's time for dinner!" Amanda exclaimed and walked into the dining room with Derek and Grace following close behind. Brody and Sloane followed with their hands encased together. Jack pulled me back before I could step out of the hallway.

"My mother was right," he said as he leaned his lips down to my ear. "You look stunning. Please act my confident, will you? You are a beautiful woman." I flushed deeply and nodded. Jack looped his arm around my waist and led me into the dining room.

The dining room consisted of a long long long table and a beautiful large chandelier that looked like it came out of The Phantom of the Opera. The overall appearance of the room was beautiful, breath taking.

Jack pulled out a chair for me like a gentleman. I gave a quiet thank you and sat down as he sat in the seat directly to my left. Sloane sat across from me as Grace sat to my right. The maids brought out the appetizers which was a light Italian Wedding soup. It was amazing. As I ate, I listened to the conversations around me.

"So how is the band doing?" Jack asked Brody. I looked up at him. I knew that Brody enjoyed music, but I had no idea that he was in a band. Brody's face split into a smile.

"Great! Jerry's been an idiot lately, but he's been getting used to the whole vibe of it," Brody answered. "I was thinking of heading out to Seattle next week to check out the famous 'Seattle Music Scene'. You should come with." Sloane smiled brightly, it was obvious that she already agreed to go.

"Oh! Can I come with too?" Grace piped up with a bright smile. Brody smiled warmly at her and nodded. It was obvious that the Berkley brothers really loved their little sister. "Kim, you should come too! It'll be so much fun!" All eyes were on me causing me to flush. I thought out my schedule out on my head. Exams were coming up this week and I had to get packing, so I could move in with Uncle Rudy. Before I could answer, Jack cut me off.

"I think that's a great idea, Grace," Jack answered. "Kim would enjoy it. She's an avid music listener." I slowly nodded in agreement. Jack's hand trailed down to my thigh and rubbed small circles with his thumb. It started a small flame down there. I closed my eyes for a second before opening them and continuing eating my soup. Jack's fingers were so skilled. A soft gasp left my lips when he squeezed my inner thigh tightly. The fire was now a roaring fire. I crossed my legs in hopes to tame the flames, but it didn't. I silently cursed Jack for making me feel this way...

After dinner, Jack led me outside. "Seattle? Really? I can't just leave Rudy and go to Seattle!" I yelled once I was sure no one could hear us.

"Don't worry, Kim. We can just go for two days and that's it. When was the last time you went on a trip?" He asked quietly as he caressed my cheek. I bit my lip and thought for a minute. When was the last time I went on a vacation? I couldn't remember... Sighing, I nodded my head.

"Fine, I'll go, but only for two days. Understand?" I asked. Jack nodded with a smile.

After saying our goodbyes, Brody, Sloane, Jack, and I headed out together. Sloane and Brody obviously needed the night together, so I let them take the car to the apartment. Jack insisted on me coming home with him, to which I complied to. We drove in comfortable silence as Jack's hand rested on my thigh once again. I lightly placed my hand on top of his.

When we reached the house, Jack immediately pulled me out of the car and into the house. His lips instantly found mine. It was as if he was waiting all night to do this. He bent down and scooped me up into his arms, with our lips still latched together. Jack didn't have trouble walking upstairs. My hands found themselves tangled in his hair by the time we reached his room.

He softly set me down and turned me around. I heard the zipper of my dress come down, but was too distracted when Jack's mouth latched onto my shoulder. It felt amazing. His lips trailed up to my neck with his tongue flicking my sensitive spots. I shivered under his touch. The dress fell to my ankles. I stepped out, careful not to tangle myself. "Do you know what you do to me, Kimberley? With that lip biting and coy act?" He growled in my ear to which I moaned out to. Jack scooped me up and threw me onto the bed. Before his hands could unhook the latch of my bra, I quickly sat up.

"Wait," I hesitated with my hands held up. "My uncle is downstairs." Uncle Rudy could hear me easily. I didn't want to get in trouble with him, especially about sex. "I don't want him to hear me or find out about this."

"He was here last time, and you still slept with me," Jack argued. His eyes were brown with annoyance.

"I wasn't thinking then, but now I am. I'll just go to my room in the service quarters. Goodnight, Jack," I said and got off the bed. After slipping my dress back on, I stepped out and walked out of the room.

I found comfort in my little bed. Why didn't I think about this earlier? People would be able to hear us. I didn't want anyone to know about Jack and me. Why? Not bothering to change out of my dress, I fell into a deep slumber.