Hummingbird by Nathan L. Flamank Read Free Book Online

across at her and Selena was annoyed that he wasn’t even looking at her exposed crotch, his eyes burned in to hers and he offered up a smile, a smile that to her shame she could see was tinged with sadness.
    ‘Oh I don’t know, probably around the time I came home to find you with another man’s cock in your mouth,’ Jack tightened his grip on the steering wheel and returned his attention to the road ahead, after several seconds he nodded his head and said: ‘Yeah, that would have been it, when I saw you on your knees with that bastard’s cock deep in your mouth.’
    They continued in silence for twenty minutes and Selena finally said, ‘I’m sorry Jack.’
    ‘For what, for cheating on me back then or for being a total ungrateful bitch today?’
    Selena barked out a short laugh.
    ‘Both, I guess.’
    ‘Uh-huh.’
    ‘Come on Jack, where are you taking me?’
    ‘We’re here.’
    Selena looked out of the car and saw where they were and she smiled again, this time his sadness was eclipsed by her own as she realised where they were.
    Jack switched the engine off and pulled the keys from the ignition and as he started to open his door Selena placed a restraining hand on his thigh, Jack glanced at her and raised an eyebrow in question.
    ‘Are they still open?’
    Jack laughed.
    ‘They’re always open for the Fat Man.’
    Jack saw the panic in Selena’s eyes and he smiled reassuringly.
    ‘Relax Selena, it’s just a restaurant, I called in a favour, the boss isn’t in there, it’s just you and me.’
     
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    Jack was wrong , Selena thought as she looked at him across the small table , it’s not just a restaurant, its, well was, our restaurant .
    The Italian was a favourite of theirs and they had dined here more times than she could remember.
    A waiter, who had been kept late specifically to cater to Jack’s every wish came to take their order and Selena requested a scotch, the waiter nodded his head but Jack told the waiter to hold off on the alcohol.
    ‘She needs a clear head, just bring us both some water, no ice.’
    ‘Very well sir,’ the waiter replied and then disappeared in to the shadows.
    ‘What the fuck Jack? After the day I’ve had I could use the alcohol.’
    ‘Later, but right now you need a clear head.’
    ‘For what?’
    ‘This,’ and with that he removed a folded document from the inside pocket of his jacket and he handed it across the table to her. Selena took it but didn’t unfold the two page document.
    ‘ What’s this?’
    ‘Read it,’ Jack told her and the look in his eyes made her hold back on the sarcastic reply that she had been about to fire back.
    Selena unfolded the pages and she noticed her hands were still trembling but whether they shook from the recent gunfight, her shitty day or the close proximity to the only man that she had ever loved she had no way of knowing.
    Selena began to read and Jack watched her intently, he saw her nibbling her bottom lip, a trait that he remembered from their relationship; she always nibbled her full lip when she was nervous and he took a sip of his water once the waiter had placed two glasses down on the table. Selena didn’t acknowledge the waiter’s presence, her attention fully on the words before her.
    The waiter started away from the table but Jack gestured that the man should wait. The waiter nodded his head and took a couple of steps back from the table and waited obediently; he knew better than to dismiss Jack’s request.
    Selena finally finished reading and looked up at Jack.
    ‘Is this for real?’ she asked, the sarcasm clear.
    Jack nodded his head and just sat there waiting for her next response.
    Selena looked back at the document and her eyes scanned it once more from start to finish. She picked up her glass of water and downed half the glass and put the glass back down on the