“So eager, baby. Get dressed and we will pick this up later, okay? And talk about L.A.”
She pulled her best sulky face.
He laughed again. “I love you, honey, but that whole sulking thing does nothing for me. Before we pick this up I think I will be putting you across my knee.” He clapped his hands together loudly leaving her to get dressed.
She pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt before adding her trainers. She wasn’t dressing for the gym or fucking. She pulled her hair into a ponytail before joining Jim in the lounge.
He frowned as he looked at her. “Are you going to the gym?” he asked with a wry smile.
“Nope!” she replied bluntly making him laugh.
He picked up the room key and held the door open for her. “Ah, I see. You have gone past sulky and straight to defiant. Bring it on, Natasha.”
Chapter 44
As lunch ended, Angie and Bradley agreed the press release. Angie was going to issue it that day. Tasha had agreed to the original details Angie had suggested on the phone and as the final details were agreed Tasha smiled as she realised that Angie was another one to add to Jim’s fan list and would probably snatch his hand off for the offer of being lucky seven. Bradley left first and once out of the restaurant Angie turned her attention to Tasha and work.
“What are you doing work wise, Tash? Is there any point in me looking for work over here or would you be better looking at an L.A. agent?”
Tasha stared at her stunned. She hadn’t even thought about Angie in her future plans.
“I don’t know. It’s probably best to put everything on hold for now. I have work until Christmas, but I don’t imagine I will be looking for any long term work over here.”
She turned to Jim. “Do I have to have an L.A. agent?”
He shook his head. “It’s not compulsory. You can just have a U.K. agent or both, whatever you want, honey. There’s no hurry for you to decide,” he said reassuringly.
“Will you just put everything on hold then? But you’ve updated my details anyway if anything comes in and I will think about everything else when things are a bit more settled.”
Angie nodded. “Of course it is. Look I have to go, but I will be in touch.” Angie leapt up, kissed Tasha, then Jim before dashing off.
Tasha slumped back in her seat. “I will move to L.A. if you still want me to, but can we forget about getting married for a while?”
“No.”
She was shocked he hadn’t readily agreed to her suggestion.
“No, we can’t forget about getting married, but we can postpone the discussion until you’re in L.A.”
“You still want me to come out then?” She felt nervous and unsure again.
He looked at her across the table and with a small, loving smile replied. “How could you think that I wouldn’t? I didn’t want you to leave in the first place. I want to share everything with you, baby, including my home.”
A thought suddenly sprang to her mind. “Have you ever lived with anyone other than your wives?”
“No,” he replied. “And you? Just Gerry?”
She nodded. “Just Gerry. I had stuff I left at Jake’s and vice versa, but we never lived together.”
“At your flat now? Is that where Jake used to leave stuff?” He physically bristled at the possible reply.
“Yes,” she almost whispered and was already regretting opening this particular conversation.
He tensed his shoulders and then relaxed.
“Did any of your wives live in your house?”
“No. Not this house. In fact, I don’t think I’ve had anybody even sleep over there, except you,” he said candidly.
