Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 29460 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29460 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 147(@200wpm)___ 118(@250wpm)___ 98(@300wpm)
“Yes?”
“Are you a virgin, baby?”
“Um…yes.” The last part came out in a barely audible whisper.
“Hey,” I said softly. “Look at me.”
When she obeyed, I smiled tenderly. “That’s an amazing gift, Jenna. One I will cherish. And if I’m being honest, a part of me is happy as fuck that no one else has or will ever see you like I will. They’ll never feel you wrapped around their cock or know what you look and sound like in the throes of ecstasy.”
“Chase?”
“What is it?” My heart was racing, my cock pulsing, and hunger surged through my body.
“If you want to wait until next Friday, you need to stop saying stuff like that. I won’t be held accountable for what happens if you don’t.”
A laugh burst from my chest, and I gave her a quick hug before scooting her over and putting space between us. “I really want to ask…but I won’t.”
Jenna’s phone dinged, and she reached for her purse on her other side and dug through it until she found her cell. After reading a text, she grimaced and sighed.
“What is it, sunshine? I don’t like that look on your face. Tell me what’s wrong so I can fix it,” I insisted.
“It’s just this thing with my sister. It’s no big deal.”
That’s when it all came rushing back to me. The fucking date. I’d forgotten about it with all the emotional shit we’d been working through.
“If you’re referring to the double date she had planned, I’ve already taken care of it.”
Jenna’s gaze flew to my face, her mouth slack with surprise. “How did you know? And what do you mean you ‘took care of it,’ Chase?” She used air quotes, and I bit my tongue to keep from chuckling. Damn, I had no clue how she managed to be so adorable and so damn sexy all at once.
“How I knew isn’t important. And I had the reservation canceled,” I explained with a shrug.
She snorted and shook her head. “As if that would stop those boys from taking us on a date.”
In the blink of an eye, I’d grabbed her and set her on my lap so she straddled me.
“It doesn’t matter what those little fuckers think, Jenna Kendall, because you will not be going anywhere with them. You are mine.”
“Calm down, Chase,” she said, running a soothing hand down my arm. “I didn’t mean that I was going to let them take me out, just that they are stupid, persistent teenage boys.”
I growled, and she rubbed my arm again. “Relax. I’m yours, remember?”
The words and her touch helped to calm the rage burning inside me.
“Are you going to tell me how you knew about the date, Dr. Sutton?”
“Jenna,” I grunted, my tone heavy with warning. “Do not call me that again.”
She looked taken aback, and her cheeks heated with embarrassment, making me want to kick my ass for not realizing how that would sound before I said it.
Leaning close, I murmured in her ear. “Not until I give you permission, baby. You have no idea how fucking hot it gets me when you call me that.”
“Oh,” she moaned as she melted into me.
Thankfully, Linus came over the intercom and announced that we were pulling into the building’s garage.
Saved by the fucking bell.
I grabbed Jenna’s chin and forced her to look at me. “No dates. No birth control. And I expect you to have a bag packed and be ready to go on Friday.”
She nodded, her eyes wide and her mouth forming a little O. I chuckled and brushed my fingertips over her lips, then set her off my lap.
Linus opened the door and helped her out before looking at me for what I wanted him to do. “Take her home,” I instructed him. “I need a few minutes.”
He smirked, and I shot him a scathing look, but he just slammed the door shut. Jackass.
9
CHASE
“Um, Chase?” Linus called to me through the lowered partition in the car.
I looked up from the patient report I was reading and frowned when I saw his apprehensive expression. “What is it?”
“Anne just called, and…it’s about Jenna. I highly suggest you stay calm.”
“Too late,” I fumed since I was clearly going to be furious at whatever he was about to tell me. When it involved my woman, I was rarely logical.
“She just met her sister at an Italian restaurant in the village.”
“Okay. Why would—” Oh, hell to the fucking no. She wouldn’t.
Before I could form another word, Linus sighed. “Already headed there. But you should take the time to—”
“Linus, I swear, if you tell me to calm down one more time, you’re going to be breathing through a tube after I kick your ass.”
“Yes, sir.”
I rolled my eyes, not in the right frame of mind to care that he only called me “sir” when he was pissed at me.