Thank you for all of the nice reviews. I will let you know that the father of Kate's son is irrelevant. I hope you continue to enjoy the story and thanks for reading!
Jack stood in front of the room of young, eager medical students and began delivering a prepared synopsis of the specific procedures he'd performed and was being recognized for. Noticing that he was losing their interest, not to mention his own he finally stopped, put his notes down, loosened his tie and spoke directly to them.
"This is going very badly. Look, I'm a doctor, not a teacher or a public speaker. If there is anything you might be interested to know or if you have some questions you'd like to ask I'll be happy to answer them. If not, I guess we can call it day." Jack told them taking note of the fact that his father was sitting in the back of the room, shaking his head in disapproval.
The room was silent for a moment and Jack was about to gather his things and excuse himself when a girl in the 3rd row raised her hand and stood up.
"Dr. Shephard, I know it's not on the list of procedures you agreed to discuss today, but is it true you've been asked to assist in the separation of 15 month old conjoined twins?" The girl asked.
"I really can't talk about that without the family's permission, but yes I've been asked to review the case." Jack answered.
"Is it true that separating them might leave one or both of them paralyzed or incontinent?" The girl continued to press for information.
"Like I said, I can't discuss the case. I'm not even sure how you know about it since it's been kept as quiet as possible up to this point." Jack answered taking a moment to notice the expression on his father's face.
Christian had no idea Jack had been asked to participate in what would be a very high profile surgical procedure if it happened. The 15 month old girls were conjoined at the hip and spine, their spinal cord fused. Separating them would mean parting the fused spinal cord, dividing the spinal cord and nerves equally. In Christian's mind it was an incredibly impressive procedure to have in your resume, in Jack's mind it was the livelihood of two little girls and possibly even death to one or both of them if things didn't go well. The mental approach by each man toward this procedure clearly outlined the difference between them, and in Christian's mind further highlighted his son's weaknesses.
The girl gave up her quest to pry sensitive information out of the young, attractive doctor, batted her eyes at him and shot him a cute smile, making Jack chuckle lightly before fielding the next question. The question and answer session proved to be much more interesting to the group of students and probably more informative. The two hours flew by, groans of disappointment echoing through the group when Jack let them know his time was up and that he had another appointment.
Christian found himself impressed with how well Jack handled the group of students and perhaps even a little proud, but instead of sharing his positive feelings with Jack he chose to approach him with his typical condescending manner.
"Interesting lecture Jack." Christian said.
"Shouldn't you be out rubbing elbows with your colleagues, sharing stories of your surgical greatness?" Jack asked sarcastically.
"As a matter of fact that's where we're going. I told them we'd meet them for drinks at four, but first I'd like to know how I, the chief of surgery, had no idea that one of his surgeons is being considered for such a high profile surgical procedure." Christian asked in an accusatory tone.
"The twin's parents came to me, I didn't go to them if that's what you're suggesting." Jack snapped.
"How does that happen Jack? How do the parents of potential patients arrange such an important meeting without going through me?" Christian asked.
"Unlike you dad, I live and function outside of the hospital and I do so like a normal, every day person that isn't so god damn pompous and intimidating that people feel like they are too inferior to strike up a conversation with me." Jack told him.
"So these people just approached you outside of the hospital?" Christian asked.
"No dad, a distraught mother approached me in the hospital cafeteria and asked me if I had the time to talk to her about her daughters away from the probing eyes of the hospital and the pressure to do what is medically sound, so I did." Jack explained.
Christian shook his head and looked away from his son, but not before allowing Jack to see the disappointment in his face.
"So did you agree to do the surgery?" Christian asked.
"I haven't decided anything yet dad and I wouldn't agree to anything this controversial without consulting with the hospital and my chief of surgery first so can we just let this go for now." Jack answered completely frustrated with the conversation.
"Good answer Jack. Come on let's go, I'll buy you a drink." Christian offered.
"No thanks. I'm going to go back to the hotel." Jack refused.
"Jack, you aren't here at the hospital's expense to spend all of your time with some waitress." Christian reminded him.
"The hospital's expense? You mean that 3-star hotel I'm staying in? Tell you what dad, I'll pay my own expenses because I'm not interested in spending all of my time with a bunch of surgeons with God complexes." Jack continued to argue with him.
"She's here to accompany you to the luncheon tomorrow and to the awards dinner the following night, not to distract you. Do I need to remind her that crossing the line means she doesn't get paid?" Christian threatened.
"Tell me dad, what's a date for your son cost?" Jack asked the rage in his eyes making Christian step back a little.
"I'm just looking out for you Jack and some day you are going to realize that." Christian answered.
"I don't need you to look out for me." Jack said.
"Sadly, you do." Christian said.
"I'm leaving. I'll see you at the luncheon tomorrow." Jack told him and pushed past him angrily.
Jack left the convention center feeling completely spent. His father could suck the life out of him that quickly. He sat in his car and calmed himself down and then dialed the cell phone number Kate had programmed into his phone. Hearing her voice made him forget about his anger and he smiled.
"Hey, I'll be there in 20 minutes. Put some jeans on, we're going to have some fun." Jack told her and hung up before she had a chance to say no, not that she would've. Little did he know she'd been sitting in her room, bored and missing his company and would bungee jump off the Golden Gate Bridge with him if that's what he had in mind.
Jack entered his room, changed into jeans, a casual shirt and sneakers and left the room to get Kate. He knocked on her door and she ushered him quickly, toothbrush sticking out of her mouth.
He sat on the bed and looked around, her room neat and tidy compared to the mess he'd just left in his. He noticed the picture beside her bed and picked it up. It was Kate and TJ cheek to cheek, the child's arms wrapped tightly around her neck. The boy's fragile state wasn't obvious; his little bald head covered with a ball cap and the freckles on his nose and cheeks a perfect match to his mothers. He was busy studying the photo and didn't hear her approach until sat beside him. Jack set the picture down and turned to her.
"He looks like you." Jack said.
"Yeah, except for the eyes. He's got his father's eyes. Pretty much the only thing the son-of-a-bitch ever gave him." Kate said.
"If he doesn't care about the boy getting out of his life was probably the kindest thing he could've done." Jack offered.
"You believe that men should skate out on their responsibilities Jack? It must be nice to run around making babies and never having to be burdened with them financially or otherwise." Kate snapped obviously not impressed with Jack's theory.
"No, I don't believe men should skate out on their responsibilities, but unfortunately they do as do some women and who wants or needs that kind of role model around their child? He looks like a pretty happy kid to me; you should pat yourself on the back mom. Good job." Jack explained.
"Thanks, he's a great kid and he's handling his lot in life a whole lot better than his mom is." Kate said and sighed lightly.
Jack leaned in and kissed her, finally pulling her into his arms and hugging her tightly.
"I think his mom is probably handling things as well as can be expected. You feel so good, something soft and warm after being surrounded by the cold and clinical for hours on end." Jack said.
"You feel pretty tense. I thought you loved your work Jack." Kate giggled.
"I do, but this isn't my work, it's public relations bullshit." Jack groaned.
"I could help you relax you know." She teased and kissed him some more.
The fell back onto the bed, arms wrapped around each other, slowly kissing each other, enjoying the pleasure of two people experiencing and exploring each other in such a passionate, yet innocent way, their tongues gliding slowly together as they both took deep breaths and deepened the kiss, close to letting things get out of hand. He finally pulled away and sat both of them back up.
"You're determined to get into my pants aren't you?" He teased.
"Actually I was hoping to get you out of them, my god nobody should be able wear their jeans as well as you do." Kate told him.
"I've never met a woman quite like you Kate." Jack laughed.
"Is that good or bad Jack?" Kate asked.
"It's good, very good. Come on let's get out of here, it's a beautiful day so let's enjoy what's left of it." Jack said.
"Where are we going?" Kate asked.
"How do you feel about roller coasters?" Jack asked.
"Love them." Kate answered.
"Now how'd I know that?" Jack laughed.
"Are we going to ride roller coasters Jack?" Kate asked.
"Do you feel like it?" Jack asked.
"Are you kidding? I haven't done it in years. You're way more fun than I would've guessed Dr. Shephard." Kate teased and kissed him again.
Jack smiled at her, happy that he was going to be able to help her have some fun, maybe forget about the things that hurt so much for a little while. They spent the rest of the afternoon and part of the evening riding rides and walking through the park enjoying the sights. They indulged in all the classic amusement park junk foods and they played a few rounds of skee ball. After one final ride on the park's monster roller coaster they walked out of the park, both feeling like kids again.
Kate let her head fall back and rest on the headrest as Jack merged onto the highway. She thought she'd be tired, but she felt invigorated. She turned her head to the side and smiled at him.
"Thank you, Jack. That was so much fun and so was yesterday." Kate said.
"We aren't done yet. I have more planned." Jack said with a grin.
"Am I going to like it?" She asked.
"I hope so." Jack answered.
"I never would've taken you for a blue jeans and sneakers roller coaster type." Kate said.
"That's because you've only witnessed my professional side while being agitated during lengthy lunches with my father." Jack told her.
"Have you and your father always hated one another?" Kate asked.
"I don't hate my father Kate, but yeah we've pretty much always been a disappointment to one another." Jack sighed.
"Sorry." Kate mumbled.
"Don't be. The last couple of days have easily been the best couple of days I've had in a long time and hopefully you're going to enjoy the rest of the evening." He said and smiled a sweet, almost grateful smile.
"Do I have time to freshen up?" Kate asked.
"Take as much time as you need. Did you buy yourself something today?" He asked.
"Maybe." She teased.
"Uh huh, well if you did make sure you put it on when you freshen up." Jack said.
"You say that as if I'm going to let you see it." Kate said.
"No, I told you, you're beautiful and you deserve to wear something that makes you feel that way." He lied.
"Yeah, but if I felt like letting you see what you bought for me today you'd be okay with that too." Kate laughed.
"Of course, I mean I'd want to make sure I got my money's worth." Jack teased.
"Why Dr. Shephard are you trying to seduce me now?" Kate teased.
"No, not RIGHT now, but the night is young." Jack answered with a light chuckle.
He drove them back to their hotel and they entered their rooms, agreeing to meet in the hallway in 45 minutes.
He heard the knock on his door and looked at his watch. It had only been 25 minutes. He opened the door to find his father standing in the hallway.
"What's up?" Jack asked.
"Nothing, I just thought I see if you were up for a late dinner with the old man." Christian said.
"Sorry dad, I've already got plans." Jack said.
Just as Christian was about to respond Kate came out of her room, dressed in another knock out dress and walked toward the two men.
"Wow, I'd definitely turn down my father for that." Christian commented.
"She is beautiful isn't she?" Jack mumbled as he watched her approach, mesmerized by her, a fact that didn't go unnoticed by Christian.
Kate stopped in front of the two men and smiled at them.
"Just let me get my wallet." Jack said and disappeared into the room.
"You look lovely dear." Christian said.
"Thank you Dr. Shephard." Kate said.
"So where are you two kids headed?" Christian asked.
"I don't know, he won't say. It's a surprise." Kate said.
Jack returned and closed his door. He looked at his dad and felt a twinge of guilt.
"You flying solo tonight dad?" Jack asked.
"No, I'm meeting Ted Anderson in the restaurant downstairs. He was looking forward to talking with you son, but I guess if I had to choose between two boring surgeons that could further my career or this lovely creature I'd opt for the latter as well." Christian answered in his typical contemptuous tone.
"Well, give him my regards. We've got to get going." Jack said and put his arm around Kate's waist, refusing to allow his father to get to him.
"I will. I'll meet you in the lobby tomorrow morning. Good night Jack." Christian said as he observed the two of them, making no attempt to hide the fact that he didn't approve.
"Good night dad." Jack said.
Jack escorted Kate to the lobby and out the front doors where a limousine was waiting.
"What's this?" Kate asked.
"It's our ride for the evening. We're going to go sight seeing." Jack told her.
Kate didn't say anything, but was visibly moved by his gesture and even more so when she climbed inside to find champagne on ice and a stocked wet bar complete with sodas if she wasn't in the mood for alcohol. They made themselves comfortable and Jack signaled for the driver to drive. The driver nodded and closed the window between them to give them their privacy, the desired tour and length already mapped out and a healthy tip for the driver if he left them alone. Jack poured some champagne into a glass and handed it to her before pouring a glass for himself.
"You're not only a lot of fun Jack, you're also very sweet and charming." Kate complimented as she sipped her champagne.
"This isn't too pretentious?" Jack asked and smiled at her before leaning in to kiss her.
"No, it's very thoughtful and what a great way to see the sights." Kate said.
"Yes, there are parts of San Francisco that are beautiful at night." Jack agreed.
"I suppose, but I think I might be distracted by the sights sitting inside this car." Kate grinned, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him, both holding one another and feeling one another on an emotional level neither had experienced before. If they had, it had never been this strong.
They finally pulled out of the kiss and spent the first half hour talking, sipping champagne and looking out the windows. Kate finally put her glass down, removed her shoes and snuggled up next to him.
"Tired?" He asked.
"No, just enjoying the company I'm with." Kate answered.
Jack set his glass down and turned to face her, tilting her chin up so they were looking at each other and then finally closing his mouth over hers, engaging in a slow, wet, sensual kiss that made her feel like there were a thousand butterflies fluttering around in her stomach. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer and deepening the kiss no longer fighting his needs or urges, but letting them take over. He scooted her into his lap and they continued to kiss as she moved her fingers through his short cropped hair, holding onto him, kissing him hungrily and moaning when she felt him slowly unzip her dress.
He stopped just long enough to see if she was uncomfortable with what he was doing, her intensifying their kiss and grinding her hips into him telling him she was anything but uncomfortable. She pulled back to catch her breath and looked into his eyes. They were dark and full of lust, the sight of it making her moist, the anticipation of what a man with eyes that hungry was going to do to her, making her wish he'd just take her now. He slid the shoulder straps of her dress over her shoulders and let them fall limply down her arms, tugging lightly until her dressed was bunched up around her waist. Her breasts were cupped in a light blue satiny bra, with just the right amount of lace to make him groan as he imagined her in nothing but the bra and panties.
He pushed underneath her thighs until she sat up on her knees for him, straddling him and allowing him access to the hem of her dress. He placed his fingers underneath the hem of the dress and slowly lifted it up, over her head and off. She stayed on her knees, his hands placed gently on her waist looking her up and down, liking the matching panties. He moved his finger gently inside the top edge of the cup of her bra and her breath hitched.
"It's pretty and soft, not nearly as soft and pretty as you, but I don't think anything could be." Jack said in lustful, sexy tone and moved his mouth to her chest, kissing his way down into the cleavage.
His fingers traveled slowly over her warm skin, skimming the elastic of her panties, allowing his fingertips to slip inside the elastic and she gasped and stiffened beneath his gentle clutches. He pulled back and looked at her.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"I'm just a little nervous." Kate said.
"We can stop Kate and I won't be mad." He offered.
"You should be. I've done nothing but tease you sexually for two days and now that it's happening I'm acting like a nervous virgin." Kate said.
"It's okay if you're a little scared, I am too and just so you know, I really wasn't buying the lustful, fast woman determined to screw my brains out act, but it was entertaining watching you try to pull it off." Jack told her and shot her an ornery grin.
She leaned in and kissed him, enjoying the feel of his large, warm hands holding onto her.
"I really do want to be with you Jack. It's been a long time for me so hopefully I won't disappoint you." Kate said.
"I doubt that's possible." He replied in a breathy, lustful tone that sent shivers down her spine.
He moved her off his lap and onto the seat, going down onto his knees in front of her, his body positioned between her legs, his hands moving slowly over her thighs. He leaned in and kissed her, pulling her forward just enough to get his hands behind her so he could unhook her bra. Once unhooked he allowed her to lean back into the seat and slowly slid the bra straps down her arms, watching it slowly fall away from her breasts, feeling his erection grow as they became fully exposed to him. He caressed her breasts with his warm, gentle hands, his thumbs gliding over her nipples, instantly growing hard, begging to be sucked on.
He closed his mouth over one nipple and then the other, alternating back and forth, swirling his tongue over the hard nubs, feeling her skin heat up as she squirmed beneath him. He continued to suck on her nipples and then finally moved back up, opening his mouth and letting their tongues dance while he slid his hand down the front of her panties, moaning into her mouth as his hand moved over her wetness and she opened up a little wider for him. He slid a finger down her slippery crease and pushed it inside of her, feeling her clench around him as she gasped and then moaned with satisfaction.
"You are so wet Kate, I want to taste you." He mumbled into her mouth just before he began sliding his mouth down her body slowly.
He gripped both sides of her panties and pulled them down. She lifted her butt up off the seat so he could complete the task, slowly gliding them over her thighs, past her knees and down her calves, lifting her foot out of them so he could get them completely out of his way. He sat back and looked at her for a moment and then began moving his mouth over the inside of her thighs, kissing and gently gliding his tongue over the sensitive skin as he slowly made his way up to where she wanted him, where she began to demand he go.
He pushed her legs a little further apart and used his thumbs to separate her lips, exposing her swollen clit to him. He moved his tongue gently over her and then sucked her gently into his mouth making her squeal and squirm and move her hips in rhythm with his mouth. He finally slipped a finger into her, pushing it in and out slowly and bringing the orgasm out of her. He rubbed his finger over her clit slowly, letting her ride the sensation out and come back down to earth. He kissed his way up her stomach and chest and covered her with sloppy kisses as they both worked eagerly to unfasten his belt and then his pants.
With that task out of the way and his pants and boxers bunched around his knees, Kate began unbuttoning his shirt, growing impatient and finally lifting it up and over his head. She ran her hands over his chest and scooted to the edge of the seat, urging him to move back up into the seat. He came up off his knees and repositioned himself in the seat, kicking his pants and boxers off his legs and out of the way. She climbed into his lap and they both took a moment to look at each other, their skin glistening with a light sweat, her breasts firm and perched in front of him, his chest and stomach, taut and begging her to run her hands through the hair. They both quietly decided that the other, naked, was a sight to behold.
She took him into her hand, holding him and gliding her hand slowly up and down his shaft, rubbing her thumb over his wet tip, smiling at him, teasing him and enjoying the feel of his hardened length. She held gently to him and moved closer, up on her knees, her wet, dripping center just above him. She could feel him twitching in anticipation, his wanting to be buried deep inside her consuming all of his thoughts. She put him into position and slowly connected with him, allowing him to fill her slowly, stretching her slippery walls as they swallowed him in an almost agonizing way. Now fully connected she put her hands up to his face and kissed him lightly. He opened his eyes and looked at her.
He placed his hands on her sides, just above her hips and guided her as she moved slowly over him, adjusting to his size, so tight around him that he was afraid he wasn't going to last very long, the feeling of something that wet and tight sliding up and down his dick about to drive him crazy. She was concentrating, making sure to hit the right spot every time she pushed down onto him, another orgasm building. He felt her growing tighter around him and then finally clench as she stopped, held his head to her bosom and came again. He was certain this had to be the most pleasurable pain he'd ever experienced, wondering if he dared to move if she'd break him in half the grip she had on him easily the tightest fit he'd ever experienced.
He lifted her off of him and laid her back on the seat, positioned himself between her legs and pushed back into her, slowly. She opened up wider to accommodate him, the fit so tight and so good she had to verbalize just how tight and good, making him groan and begin to move in and out of her, slowly, taking his time, making it last. She came again, and began to cry, the feeling of him inside of her, pushing so slowly and deeply and with so much caring and understanding it began to overwhelm her. He kissed her tears away and then closed his mouth over hers, kissing her as deeply and slowly as he was making love to her. His release was close. He closed his eyes and brought his mouth to her ear.
"You are the sweetest, sexiest, most desirable woman I've ever known." He said softly and let go, coming inside her hard, feeling her start to clench again and providing a couple of soft strokes to get her there, the feel of his juices releasing and him pushing slowly into her bringing her to the edge and over again.
She cried out, digging her nails into his shoulders so hard he was sure she drew blood. She gyrated her hips into his, riding out the orgasm and then they kissed, long and hard, neither wanting to separate, both wanting to go at it again. He finally softened and pulled out of her, giving her one last kiss before he sat up. He looked out the window and then at his watch. He handed her clothes to her and began dressing himself.
They dressed without speaking, both stealing glances at one another and smiling, but not nervous smiles, they were smiles of happiness and of anticipation of what the rest of the night would bring. The limousine stopped and they waited for the driver to open the door. Jack stepped out first and then reached into take Kate's hand, supporting her as she stepped out of the car. They were standing in front of a beautiful, rich looking hotel. Jack pulled out his wallet and stuffed a large wad of money into the driver's hand. The driver thanked him, got back in the car and drove away.
"Jack, where are we?" Kate asked.
"We're home, well at least it will be home for the next two days." Jack told her.
"What about our other hotel rooms?" Kate asked.
"It's all been taken care of Kate. The concierges retrieved our things and brought them here." Jack told her.
"Pretty sure of yourself Jack aren't you? How do you know I want to spend the night with you?" Kate asked.
"I don't. I have two suites reserved. I just wanted us to have some place better, more private to enjoy the rest of our stay in." Jack told her.
"But, what if I want to spend the night with you?" Kate asked making him chuckle.
"Then I guess we'll only need one suite." Jack answered.
Kate wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him.
"I think we'll only need one suite." She whispered in his ear and then kissed him.
He pulled out of the kiss and smiled at her, then he took hold of her hand led her into the hotel.