Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 135955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 135955 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 680(@200wpm)___ 544(@250wpm)___ 453(@300wpm)
“Fuck, baby, you keep it up with your own version of sweet and you won’t be going anywhere with those women.”
Her lips curve, and she cups my jaw. “We won’t be long.”
“You packed four bottles of wine.”
“We are celebrating.”
“Celebrating?”
“With Ember’s help, Harley and I have the perfect outfits for next weekend.”
“Based on what you packed this morning, didn’t look like you needed much help.”
“It’s a big deal.”
I pick up on the nervous hitch in her tone. “Baby, it means a lot that you feel you need to put in the effort, but it’s impossible to improve what’s already perfect.”
Her eyes flare and her head plants into my chest. “STOP THAT! Bring back my tough, macho Major.”
“Want to tell me why you called Ford and Talon back?”
“Because I needed an honest reaction.”
“You couldn’t get that from me?”
“Are you jealous of your best friends?”
“I’m about a minute away from locking us in this room just to have you to myself. Didn’t plan on a house of fucking people.”
She lifts on her toes, pulling my face lower and pressing her lips to mine. “There’s the brute.”
“Only with you.”
“We could always go back to my place. It’s private.”
The suggestion hits straight to my dick. “I want you in my bed.”
She smiles against my mouth. “I usually sleep in on Sundays. Are you able to turn off that internal alarm clock?”
“I’ll see what I can do.”
“Where the hell is your top?” I growl, looking at the expanse of Jewls’ bare, naked back.
“It’s underneath me.”
“Why isn’t it clasped?”
“Because I don’t want tan lines,” she explains lazily. “How was your run?”
I twist my neck back to the house, knowing Talon is close behind. “Babe, your privacy is over. The guys are coming out to the pool.”
“I won’t move.”
“Jewls.”
“Yes,” she answers sweetly, half-rolling so the side of her breast is fully exposed.
“What’s wrong, Major? Haven’t you ever seen a woman sunbathing before?”
“Not my woman, half-naked, with a house full of guys ready to fuck with me.”
She lets out a boisterous laugh, throwing her head back. I snap, crouching, and cover her from view. “Jewls, I need you to hook that clasp back together before I lose my mind.”
“They’re just boobs, Major.”
“Exactly, and if it was only us here, clothing would be optional.”
She raises her glasses, her eyes inspecting my chest. “I kinda like that option.”
I blow out a breath and count to five, which is a useless exercise when her nails outline the series of dates inked across my pec.
“How bad you want to stay out here?”
“It is the first beautiful day of the year.” Her finger scales lower along the tattoo spanning my ribcage. The skin burns under her touch, electric sensations racing through my bloodstream. When she reaches the last of the design, her finger runs along the waistband of my suit, her palm rolling across my throbbing dick.
“Julianna.” Her name comes out roughly on my tongue, and her eyes meet mine. Those gorgeous greens sparkle so brightly, it hits straight to my chest.
“I’ve always thought my full name was formal and proper, but when you say it, it’s different.”
Fuck, it takes everything in me not to move.
I’ve never had a problem living here with the guys. But right now, I’m questioning my decision. “Babe, you’re making it hard not to haul you out of this chair and take you straight to bed.”
“Oh, I can feel exactly how hard it is.”
“Don’t tempt me.”
“Maybe you need a little temptation.”
“Yesterday, you freaked out with my toothbrush and razor in your bathroom. You really ready for what happens next?”
“I was a teensy bit freaked.” She closes her thumb and forefinger in a little gesture. “But things changed.”
“Yeah, how’s that?”
She shrugs, inching onto her side so more of her tit is in view, and I swear I’m close to insanity. “I enjoyed waking up in your bed more than in the guest room.” The tease in her tone sparks memories of those times before the accident.
“Good to know.” My fingers go to her back, mimicking the patterns she’s tracing on my stomach. Her sun-heated skin pops with goosebumps.
“It’s the bed.”
I raise my eyebrows and hold her stare. “Funny, as you barely touched the mattress.”
As expected, last night didn’t turn into a quiet night at home. After dinner, Rich and Amanda left, but the girls continued to party late into the night. I didn’t hide my appreciation when Robbie announced it was time to go. Ace and I shared a look and moved quick. He and Harley got Rowan and Shayla into a guest room. Jewls didn’t protest.
Like Friday night, she was chatty until it was time for bed. When she came out of the bathroom, she crawled up the bed, positioned herself mostly on my body, and fell asleep. She stayed like this all night, only moving when I adjusted her weight.