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Jack poked his head around the door, to check that Anna was decent, after getting no reply to his question, and waiting about a minute. He saw Anna sitting on the bed, with her feet tucked under her butt. “That was the valet with the bags, Anna. I’ll bring yours in for you.”

With that said, Jack turned on a dime, and left the bedroom, only to return a moment later carrying Anna’s bag. Jack put the bag down on the bench that ran between the wardrobe, and the TV. Jack looked at his watch and saw that it was almost dinner time.

“Anna, it’s nearly dinner time. Would you like to get something from room service, or would you rather have dinner downstairs in the restaurant?” Jack asked.
 
Anna looked up at Jack. The weight of the last few days was beginning to press on her again. She sighed softly.

"Do you mind if we have room service? I would love to have dinner in my pajamas. I could hit the shower and then snuggle up in my jammies and we can eat dinner. I don't even care what we eat."

Anna got up from her perch on the bed and unpacked her bag into the dresser. She offered Jack half of the drawers. She tossed her things in the drawers and then gathered her things for the shower.

She took her things into the bathroom. She started the shower and waited for the water to get nice and hot. She stood under the pounding hot water. It felt good to wash away the last few days. Anna soaped up her skin and washed her hair. But then she leaned against the tiles in the shower. She put one foot on the side of the tub and then began to touch herself. She rubbed her knuckles against her clit. She gasped sharply, and bit her lip, trying to keep silent. Anna closed her eyes and allowed all of the stress and tension in her body to build and then release when she finally climaxed.
 
Jack was relieved to hear Anna say, "Do you mind if we have room service? I would love to have dinner in my pajamas. I could hit the shower and then snuggle up in my jammies and we can eat dinner. I don't even care what we eat." He really wanted to relax, and unwind.

Jack walked out of the bedroom, as Anna headed for the bathroom. He glanced over the room service menu, and decide to order himself and Anna, a hamburger and chips, with a couple of cans of Coke to wash it down.

Jack hung up the phone, and tossed his jacket over the back of a chair, as he started waiting for room service. He knew that when the knock on the door came, he would have to put his jacket back on to conceal his weapon.

Anna was still in the bathroom when the knock on the door finally came, and Jack in his professional manner, asked who was on the other side as he threw his jacket back on. When they annouced it was room service, Jack opened the door, and allowed the waiter to bring the trolley in as far as the room's lobby, signed for it, and closed the door behind the waiter.

Jack took the trolley, and set the plates on the table, along with the Cokes, and walked back in to the bedroom, and knocked on the bathroom door. Jack thought he heard Anna answer, so he sung out, and said "Dinner is here."

Once he has told Anna that dinner was here, Jack took his jacket off, and threw it on the bed. He decided to wait for Anna before eating, so he sat at the table, and waited for Anna to join him.
 
Anna stood under the shower for a long time. She couldn't believed she had just rubbed out a few orgasms thinking of Jack. She toweled off her hair so that it wouldn't drip and slipped into her pajamas. She hadn't thought anyone would see her in them when she packed her bag. She was wearing oversized pink satin pajamas that were two sizes too big. They were her go to for comfort.

She came out in her oversized pajamas. Jack had the table set for the two of them. She smiled at him as she stood there.

"Thanks, Jack. This looks great. I am starving." She curled up in the chair and took a few sips of her coke.
 
Jack started eating his steak once Anna sat down. He only stopped staring at Anna when he looked at his plate, to get some more food. The hot pink of the satin pyjamas that Anna was wearing highlighted her femininity, even though there were a bit big on her.

Jack ate in silence, though his mind had lots of thoughts racing through his mind. Once he had finished, Jack waited for Anna to finish, and collected the plates and glasses, put them on the trolley, and wheeled the trolley out the front of the room.

When he returned, Jack walked up behind Anna, and placed his hands on her shoulders, and gently started massaging them, leaning down and whispering in to Anna's ear saying, "Well Mrs Oliveri, what would you like to do now? Watch a movie? Listen to some music?" Jack left the question there, his didn't think 'Cuddling up in bed.' was a viable option.
 
Anna lead him to the couch. She snuggled next to him. Her hair was still wet and she smelled slightly of vanilla. She allowed herself to rest against him.

"I don't know why I feel so comfortable with you already. I usually take a long time to warm up to people." She closed her eyes and sighed deeply. She took his hand and placed it on her head. She craved his touch and comfort. Her life was upside down and nothing felt normal to her except his touch.

"Jack, please" She whispered. She nuzzled and kissed against his throat. Her body pushing closer and closer to him.
 
Jack was enjoying the closeness with Anna, he was enjoying her touch, her smell, everything about her, as they snuggled on the lounge. Jack didn’t know how to answer Anna when she said, "I don't know why I feel so comfortable with you already. I usually take a long time to warm up to people." In fact, this situation confused Jack. He was usually the complete professional. He managed to maintain a professional attitude, a professional relationship, and a professional manner. But Anna was different. Somehow, all the professionalism had disappeared. Jack never let his personal feelings impede his work. So Jack said nothing, and just sat there enjoying having Anna snuggle against him.

Jack knew this case was different, he knew Anna was under a great deal of personal and emotional stress. But his empathy for Anna was blossoming in to genuine feelings, and this could cause potential problems for him, and the case.

When Anna whispered, "Jack, please" and he felt her lips on his neck and throat, the last of Jack’s resistance was gone. Jack turned to face Anna, and gently brushed his lips across hers, kissing her softly, sensually, and romantically.

Jack stood up, and took Anna’s hand. He led her to the bedroom, and laid her on the bed. Jack took his gun and holster off his belt, and placed them on the bedside table, before joining Anna on the bed. He lay down beside Anna, and cuddled into her, and kissed her again. This time, the kiss was deeper, passionate, and with a hint of urgency, as his tongue danced around Anna’s.

Jack slid his hand up the back of Anna’s pyjama top, and started rubbing her back. Jack then broke the kiss, and started to nuzzle Anna’s neck, as he pressed his hardness against Anna.
 
Anna found herself arching into Jack. His strong hand on the small of her back, just made her feel more pressed into him. She found herself curling her leg around his calf. She arched her back, her breasts peaking against her silky top. Her top fell open just a little, showing a few inches of her smooth stomach.

Anna could feel just a hint of Jack's stubble as he kissed and nuzzled her neck. Her hands lightly traveled up and down his back and across his shoulders.
 
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