Chapter Twenty Four
When Jack woke up, he was a little surprised to see that Karen was not laying there with him. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and patted the space next to him just to make sure he was actually seeing right. "I'm over here," Karen said, coming through the door with a cup of coffee. "When did you get up?" he asked, as she got on the bed. "An hour ago," she answered, slipping her feet underneath the covers. "Sorry," he whispered. She smiled and kissed him softly. "It's fine. I enjoyed watching you sleep," she said, as she handed him the cup. He took a sip and then winced. "What?" she asked, as he handed it back to her. "I forgot your choice of coffee is different from everyone elses," he answered, referring to the fact that it had vodka in it. She set it down on the table beside the bed and smiled when he crawled on top of her. "What's with the robe?" he asked. "I was cold, but now I'm not. I can take it off," she answered, as he grinned devilishly. "I can do that for you," he said, as she giggled and soon, the robe was laying on the floor.
When the day reached night, Jack and Karen were in the limo headed for Carter's house. She had invited them for dinner and of course, they accepted. They pulled up in front of the home and happily stepped out. They walked to the door and before Karen rang the doorbell, she gave Jack a quick kiss. "Are we going to tell Carter?" she asked, flattening out a wrinkle on his shirt. "I'm sure she already knows," he answered, chuckling lightly. Karen smiled and rang the doorbell. Carter opened it and kissed both of them on the cheek. "How was your birthday?" she asked, as they made their way into the dining room. "I've never had a better one," Karen answered, winking at Jack. They sat down and soon were served their first entree. "I knew you two would get together eventually," Carter said, grinning widely. "I told you she knew," Jack replied, laughing. "I know everything," she said, as he got up. "Excuse me for a second. I need to use the ladies room," he said, as he walked out of the dining room. "That doesn't bother you?" Carter asked, as Karen looked at her confused. "What doesn't?" she asked back. "Him saying ladies room," Carter answered, as Karen took a huge sip of her wine. "He's always said that. He's gay," she said, as Carter raised a brow. "Yet you two slept together?" she asked. "Let's drop the subject," Karen answered quickly.
Meanwhile, Jack was roaming around the long hallway looking for the bathroom. He saw one door and as he placed his hand on the knob, he was quickly stopped by one of the maids. "Don't go in there!" she exclaimed, startling him. "Sorry, I thought this was the bathroom," he said apologetically. "No, the bathroom is over there," she replied, pointing to a room two doors down. "Oh okay. Thanks," he said, as he started walking toward the it. He walked in and then quickly peered his head out the door and watched as the maid walked into the other room. "I wonder what's in there," he whispered to himself.
When the dinner was done, Jack and Karen arrived home and he immediately ran into his own room. "Jackie, what's wrong?" she asked, walking in. "Nothing, I just want to check some stuff out," he answered, hurriedly typing on his computer. "You have a computer?" she asked surprised. He looked at her and smiled. "Yes," he answered simply, then turned back to the screen. She saw the determined look on his face and cocked her head to the side. "What's going on?" she asked, walking up behind him. "When I was walking to the bathroom this maid stopped me before I walked into this one room. For some reason I have a feeling that Carter is keeping something from everyone," he answered, as she chuckled. "She likes keeping stuff from people, now doesn't she?" Karen asked. "Here!" he exclaimed, pointing to the screen. They both leaned in and read the headline that said, Billionaire Kingston Gin Makes History. "Who's Kingston Gin?" Karen asked, as Jack scrolled down for more articles. "Look at this one," he said, as they started reading. "Kingston Gin Shot Twice, Not Sure If He Will Live." "Is this who I think it is?" Karen asked, as Jack nodded. "Yep and this confirms it," he answered, pointing to the screen. "Kingston Gin's Wife, Carter, Brings Him Home Against Doctors Orders." Karen held her hand up to her mouth in shock. "Oh my God, I need to go talk to her," she said frantically, as Jack grabbed her arm. "Want me to go with you?" he asked, as she shook her head. "No. This is something I need to do on my own," she answered, as he gave out a half-smile. "I'll be here when you get home," he said, as she leaned down and kissed him.
Karen hurriedly walked up to the house she had just been to. She rang the doorbell and ran inside when the maid opened the door. "Where's Carter?" she asked. "Miss Gin is not home right now," the maid answered, as Karen shook her head. "I'm not falling for that. She's here and I know it. Kingston isn't a secret to me anymore," she said, as the maid gasped. "You know about Mr. Gin?" she asked, shocked. "Yes. Where is his room located?" Karen asked back, as the maid pointed to the stairs. "Go up the steps and turn left. It's the room right next to Miss Carter's," she answered, as Karen smiled thankfully and ran up the stairs. She got to the room and slowly opened the door. There sat Carter in a chair, holding a man's hand. Karen could tell she was crying and it pained her to see that. She knew just by seeing the man, that he was in a coma.
When Jack woke up, he was a little surprised to see that Karen was not laying there with him. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and patted the space next to him just to make sure he was actually seeing right. "I'm over here," Karen said, coming through the door with a cup of coffee. "When did you get up?" he asked, as she got on the bed. "An hour ago," she answered, slipping her feet underneath the covers. "Sorry," he whispered. She smiled and kissed him softly. "It's fine. I enjoyed watching you sleep," she said, as she handed him the cup. He took a sip and then winced. "What?" she asked, as he handed it back to her. "I forgot your choice of coffee is different from everyone elses," he answered, referring to the fact that it had vodka in it. She set it down on the table beside the bed and smiled when he crawled on top of her. "What's with the robe?" he asked. "I was cold, but now I'm not. I can take it off," she answered, as he grinned devilishly. "I can do that for you," he said, as she giggled and soon, the robe was laying on the floor.
When the day reached night, Jack and Karen were in the limo headed for Carter's house. She had invited them for dinner and of course, they accepted. They pulled up in front of the home and happily stepped out. They walked to the door and before Karen rang the doorbell, she gave Jack a quick kiss. "Are we going to tell Carter?" she asked, flattening out a wrinkle on his shirt. "I'm sure she already knows," he answered, chuckling lightly. Karen smiled and rang the doorbell. Carter opened it and kissed both of them on the cheek. "How was your birthday?" she asked, as they made their way into the dining room. "I've never had a better one," Karen answered, winking at Jack. They sat down and soon were served their first entree. "I knew you two would get together eventually," Carter said, grinning widely. "I told you she knew," Jack replied, laughing. "I know everything," she said, as he got up. "Excuse me for a second. I need to use the ladies room," he said, as he walked out of the dining room. "That doesn't bother you?" Carter asked, as Karen looked at her confused. "What doesn't?" she asked back. "Him saying ladies room," Carter answered, as Karen took a huge sip of her wine. "He's always said that. He's gay," she said, as Carter raised a brow. "Yet you two slept together?" she asked. "Let's drop the subject," Karen answered quickly.
Meanwhile, Jack was roaming around the long hallway looking for the bathroom. He saw one door and as he placed his hand on the knob, he was quickly stopped by one of the maids. "Don't go in there!" she exclaimed, startling him. "Sorry, I thought this was the bathroom," he said apologetically. "No, the bathroom is over there," she replied, pointing to a room two doors down. "Oh okay. Thanks," he said, as he started walking toward the it. He walked in and then quickly peered his head out the door and watched as the maid walked into the other room. "I wonder what's in there," he whispered to himself.
When the dinner was done, Jack and Karen arrived home and he immediately ran into his own room. "Jackie, what's wrong?" she asked, walking in. "Nothing, I just want to check some stuff out," he answered, hurriedly typing on his computer. "You have a computer?" she asked surprised. He looked at her and smiled. "Yes," he answered simply, then turned back to the screen. She saw the determined look on his face and cocked her head to the side. "What's going on?" she asked, walking up behind him. "When I was walking to the bathroom this maid stopped me before I walked into this one room. For some reason I have a feeling that Carter is keeping something from everyone," he answered, as she chuckled. "She likes keeping stuff from people, now doesn't she?" Karen asked. "Here!" he exclaimed, pointing to the screen. They both leaned in and read the headline that said, Billionaire Kingston Gin Makes History. "Who's Kingston Gin?" Karen asked, as Jack scrolled down for more articles. "Look at this one," he said, as they started reading. "Kingston Gin Shot Twice, Not Sure If He Will Live." "Is this who I think it is?" Karen asked, as Jack nodded. "Yep and this confirms it," he answered, pointing to the screen. "Kingston Gin's Wife, Carter, Brings Him Home Against Doctors Orders." Karen held her hand up to her mouth in shock. "Oh my God, I need to go talk to her," she said frantically, as Jack grabbed her arm. "Want me to go with you?" he asked, as she shook her head. "No. This is something I need to do on my own," she answered, as he gave out a half-smile. "I'll be here when you get home," he said, as she leaned down and kissed him.
Karen hurriedly walked up to the house she had just been to. She rang the doorbell and ran inside when the maid opened the door. "Where's Carter?" she asked. "Miss Gin is not home right now," the maid answered, as Karen shook her head. "I'm not falling for that. She's here and I know it. Kingston isn't a secret to me anymore," she said, as the maid gasped. "You know about Mr. Gin?" she asked, shocked. "Yes. Where is his room located?" Karen asked back, as the maid pointed to the stairs. "Go up the steps and turn left. It's the room right next to Miss Carter's," she answered, as Karen smiled thankfully and ran up the stairs. She got to the room and slowly opened the door. There sat Carter in a chair, holding a man's hand. Karen could tell she was crying and it pained her to see that. She knew just by seeing the man, that he was in a coma.