Chapter 6: Fundraiser

"Cin, come on! We're going to be late!"

"Almost ready!" Cindy shouted back to her husband before turning to eye herself critically in the mirror. Tonight was the NeuCo annual fundraiser, one of the biggest money makers in the world. Cindy had been dreading the evening for months, as it not only meant that she had to spend six hours rubbing elbows with the elite and famous, it also was her first real event as Jimmy's wife and the pressure was immense.

The fundraiser was being held at the Hotel Maître, a partnership between NeuCo and several other resort businesses. She had been skeptical when Jimmy first told her about it, but soon she, and the rest of the city had been extremely curious in the building of the luxury hotel. It was already booked for the coming year and was rumored to have everything, from an infinity pool on every floor and a top of the line bar. Irritated by her husband's inability to share anything with her (top secret he told her) she had simply hacked his computer (after all, making his password her full name and Albert Einstein's birthdate was hardly a challenge) and flipped through the blueprints. It was phenomenal alright, from the ballroom to the luxury Warner Penthouse and tonight was the first time it would be open for use.

She had begged Libby (who was now the head fashion designer for Oleg Cassini) to make her dress and had even spent a week with her and Sheen while Jimmy was in DC making sure every detail was correct. The end result was a deep green backless evening gown that hugged every curve of her body and was promised to make "every stare be directed at her" according to Libby. Unfortunately, the two were in Milan for a fashion show and couldn't take Jimmy up on his invitation for them to join them tonight, leaving Cindy in a constant state of nervousness that even her professionally applied makeup and hair couldn't give her the proper strength. Stealing one last look at her reflection in the mirror, she sighed and headed out from the bathroom to meet Jimmy in the foyer.

He was leaning against the far wall, checking his phone when she walked in. Hearing her approaching footsteps, he looked up and his mind went blank. Before he really could it explain it himself, he had her up against the wall. "Jimmy," She giggled in between the genius' ecstatic kisses. "Watch the makeup!"

Jimmy chuckled, but obliged his wife's wishes by moving his lips to her collarbone. "Remind me to thank Libby immensely," He chuckled as he kissed her skin and took in the familiar smell of her mixed with Victoria's Secret Bombshell.

"We should go," was the blonde's breathless response as Jimmy moved his hands to her ass.

Keeping his hands in place, he planted kisses along her neck and temple before whispering in her ear, "Or we could stay here all evening…"

As tempting as the offer was, Cindy gently pushed him back, "James Isaac Neutron."

"Fine." He took a step back, freeing Cindy from the confides of his body and the wall. Putting his hand on the small of her back, he led her out to the limo and whispered in her ear, "But wait until after."

He kept her possessively at his side when he could, only sparing her when she (or in some cases him) was asked to dance. This time around, she had been asked by the end of his CIA account and he could not say no. That had been almost twenty minutes ago and he had lost track of her in the swirls of gowns and the black suits. Sighing to himself, he had made his way around the floor, stopping to talk to people and nodding his way through incessant conversation.

He had never been more relieved to see Auguste in his life. Grinning from ear to ear, he greeted him fondly and the Frenchman returned his enthuastic greeting. Auguste had been one of the first people he had partnered with when he was attempting to take NeuCo global. The man's straight-shooting and easy going attitude had made him instantly like the man and he had been pleased when he said he would be at the evening's festivities. It was during his exchange with Auguste that he finally got sight of his wife dancing with one of his inventors, he watched her out of the side of his eye, pleased to have finally spotted her.

"It's great James, seeing how happy you are with her and how much you love her."

"She means everything to me," Jimmy responded automatically as he watched his wife while Auguste merely smiled knowingly.

"Thank you for the dance Mrs. Neutron," Ted told her as he took her back over to Jimmy.

Cindy gave him the same polite and slightly strained smile she had been giving her dance partners all evening. "It was my pleasure," she lied. She wasn't surprised that Jimmy and she were the most requested dance partners of the evening. As hosts they had been introducing most of the evening's festivities and as Jimmy's other half, she had been asked dance by most of NeuCo's business partner's and couldn't say no. She had lost track of Jimmy about an hour ago, and was relieved when Ted led her through the crowd to where her husband was standing talking to a short and balding man.

"Ah, here's your beautiful bride!" Were the words she was greeted with when she stepped to her husband's side. Jimmy's arm went around her waist immediately as he introduced her to Auguste Moreau, the head of his French account.

Cindy extended her hand. "C'est un plaisir de vous rencontrer Mister Moreau."

The businessman's eyes lit up in excitement. "James! You never told me your wife spoke French!" He laughed fondly. "My, my Cynthia, you are simply delightful! James brags about you all the time you know, but you truly are much more charming then he let on!"

Cindy couldn't help but giggle as Jimmy rolled his eyes, a slight blush on his face. "Thank you very much. And please call me Cindy."

"Of course, of course my dear!" Another song came on, a slow one, and the Frenchman smiled. "I do believe it is time for a dance! James, don't you wish to take your lovely wife out on the dance floor?"

At these words, and the chance to dance with Cindy for the first time that evening, Jimmy agreed and took Cindy's hand to lead her out on the floor. Slipping an arm around her waist and intertwining their fingers, he pulled her close.

"Since when does Jimmy Neutron dance?" Cindy inquired, raising an eyebrow.

The genius laughed. "I had to learn in order to impress people at events such as these." He leaned in closer. "Impressed?"

"Quite."

"Last song of the evening folks!" The DJ announced as the slow song's familiar opening chords played throughout the ballroom. Jimmy in turn pulled Cindy closer, resting his head ontop of hers when she rested it against his chest. He softly kissed her hair.

"You're awfully affectionate tonight." She whispered.

"It's nice being here with someone. Especially someone I love. And who looks so stunning. You've been the focus of a lot of attention tonight." The jealous tone of his voice made Cindy laugh. "However," He whispered in her ear, "I will be the one taking that dress off you tonight."

Cindy smirked and leaned back to give him a coy look of her own. "Why, Mr. Neutron, are you propositioning me?"

"Quite." He copied her from moments earlier. "Just you wait."

She started to respond but was cut off by the DJ wishing everyone a good evening. A mischievous smile spread over Jimmy's face and with a hushed, "C'mon on!" He led her out the back door of the ballroom, through the lobby and to the elevators, leaving behind the crowds who were looking for them to say good evening.

"Where are we going?" Cindy inquired as Jimmy pulled her into the elevator.

But her husband merely grinned at her. "It's a surprise."

Rolling her eyes, but to curious to argue it, she waited as he pulled out a card and inserted into the card slot. The elevator went up and up, with her getting more curious and him getting more excited. When the doors finally opened she simply stared. "Holy shit."

It could only be the rumored Warner Penthouse. She was absolutely in awe as she wondered thru the rooms. The plush, modern foyer, the piano in the sitting room, the infinity pool over the city, absolutely everything was flawless. When she got to the Master bedroom, she stopped. Sitting on top of the canopy bed was Jimmy's weekend bag. And hers. "Jimmy? What's going on?"

He had been waiting for her to find them. He walked in behind her. "We're staying here this weekend. I booked it months ago. We've both been working super hard lately and haven't really seen each other. I figured we could just stay in, order room service, sit on the balcony, and swim in the pool. I packed your stuff last night."

For one of the few times in her life, Cindy was speechless. It was just so sweet and romantic and thoughtful. "Thank you!" She squealed as she turned around and hugged him tight.

He held her tight and tipped her head up so he could kiss her. She responded in kind and smiled inwardly as she felt his hand unzip her dress. The beautiful garment created a green pool at their feet and Jimmy unabashedly raked his eyes over her body before kissing her again and running his fingers down her side.

Before she could respond, he picked her up and carried her over to the bed.

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