Two o'clock
Irina entered her and Jack's suite and found him fast asleep. He looked so peaceful when he sleep. She laid next to him and rested her head on his chest. He woke up groggily.
"How did thing's go?" he asked pulling her closer.
"Awful. They don't want to listen to reason, their having a bitch party at six."
"What?"
"A bitch party. Their just going to order a bunch of ice cream and sweets and bitch about what their guys don't do for them." Irina said snuggling closer to Jack. His soft caresses as he stroked her back were slowly lulling her to sleep.
"Are you going to bitch about me?" Jack said yawning slightly.
"I have nothing to complain about." Irina said drifting to sleep.
"Good to know." he answered, kissing the top of her head before falling asleep again.
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5 o'clock
"Irina. How bout we go to dinner tonight and forget about these boys night, girls night, stuff." Jack said rummaging through his suitcase.
"If we go dancing afterward."
"Whatever you want sweetheart."
"Whatever . . I want." Irina said turning to face him her eyes dangerous. She checked out her husband who was only clad in his black boxers.
Jack walked over and pulled her to him, his lips inches from hers.
"Anything."
She closed the distance between them. She ran her hands up his chest.
"I'll take you up on that offer later." she said placing a kiss on his chest.
Jack moaned and kissed her again hungrily.
"You will have to wait Mister Bristow. Dinner and Dancing first then a dessert."