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He did pass the test, even though everyone else has failed—even our closest family members. That means something, doesn’t it?
I’m still debating in my head when Woof barks. A moment later, there’s a knock at the door. “Who is it?” I call out tentatively.
“Please don’t shoot,” Jax calls. “I just want to talk.”
My heart soars at the sound of his deep, raspy voice. It occurs to me that I’ve ditched my pants and bra and am once again about to face Jax in nothing but underwear and an old t-shirt. But I think of my sisters and what they would say, and I opt for bravery over cowardice. I brush the tears from my eyes, finger comb my wild hair the best I can, and pinch my cheeks to give them some color. Then I open the door.
Jax’s hair is a mess, standing up in every direction as if he’s run his hands through it a hundred times today. But he’s still the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.
His eyes flick downward, checking out my body. But then his gaze meets mine. “I had to come back. I didn’t have a choice,” he says, a hint of desperation in his voice. Is he going to ask to swim in the hot spring again? “Please let me inside. I need to tell you something. It’s important.”
I step aside, letting him push the door open to enter. Woof greets him with an enthusiastic bump, and Jax immediately strokes the dog’s head. “Hey, boy,” he murmurs, “it’s good to see you again.”
I stand in the living room and fold my arms. “You said you needed to say something?”
Jax takes a shaky breath. “Winnie McAllister, I want you with every cell in my body. More than that, I need you. I love you.”
My mouth falls open. “You love me?”
He nods. “I’ve never said that to anyone, ever. My whole life was about hockey. I didn’t think I even could love a woman. And I’ve only known you for a day. But there’s something about you. I can picture a whole future with you, here, in Frosty Crest. Please let me stay.”
I swallow thickly. “Jax, I can take you to the hot spring. It’s not a big deal.”
He shakes his head firmly. “No. I will never so much as stick a toe in the hot spring. I promise you that.”
“Why?”
“Because I want you to always know that I’m here for you, and you’re the only thing that matters. Not hockey. Not my endorsements. Not my busted knee. You.”
My knees nearly buckle. He’s saying all the right things, but does he mean them?
He steps forward, pulling me into his arms and planting a row of soft kisses along the scar on my jaw. I turn my head, lining my mouth up to his, and he kisses me. Our tongues collide and our breath mingles, and then I’m on fire. From head to toe, every nerve ending in my body is focused on the feel of Jax’s mouth against mine.
Jax lifts me into his arms, and I wrap my legs around his waist, locking my ankles together behind his back. Jax staggers for a moment as if unsure where to go. “Is it too presumptuous to carry you to the bedroom?”
I laugh breathlessly. “Take me to bed. Please.”
He carries me to my room, kissing me deeply while he walks. Woof chases after us with his toy hedgehog, trying to get our attention.
Jax chuckles. “Later, boy. I promise.”
“Go to your bed, Woof,” I say. And my dog, so well-behaved and well-trained, does as he’s told. He really is the best of dogs, and that’s saying a lot.
Jax carries me into the bedroom and throws me onto the bed. I gasp as his fingers loop around the hem of my panties, and he strips them from my body. He pushes my knees apart to look at my pussy, and I feel self-conscious and unsure. He’s been with movie stars and models. The kind of women who have regular appointments for waxing. I’m just a regular girl who hasn’t made love to a man in years and hasn’t had any hopeful prospects on the horizon, so things have gotten a little wild down there. Will Jax be disgusted?
“Fuuuuuuck,” he groans. “I can’t wait to taste you.”
Sliding his hands beneath my ass cheeks, he raises me from the bed and licks me slowly from the bottom of my slit to the top. My body trembles, and my inner walls spasm, sending a flood of heat straight to my center. He laps at my juices like a dying man in need of water. An involuntary moan escapes my throat.
He lifts his head to look at me, giving me a wicked grin. “Do you like that?”
“Yes,” I whimper.
“I’ve just been selfishly tasting you so far. Buckle up, sweetheart. I’m going to give you the orgasm of your life.”
Lowering his face again, he flicks my sensitive nub with his tongue, making my toes curl. He nibbles gently with his teeth and swirls his tongue in lazy circles before squeezing my ass harder for a firmer grip. He sucks my clit into his mouth, and I cry out, bucking wildly against his face.
Jax pauses to lap up my juices. “Sweeter than a peach,” he murmurs, sliding a finger inside, “and just as juicy.” Then he sucks on my clit again while fucking me with his fingers, and any sense of control I’ve maintained snaps.
