Page 9 of Bossy Romance


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“You know I don’t drink, Jax.”

“Come on. Just one glass.”

Don’t overthink this, Nova.

We’ve been meeting for about six months now, texting each other when we have the time and going out occasionally. It’s not like he’s a stranger.

Jax hands me a glass and, when our fingers brush, I’m reminded of the moment when Adam handed me champagne.

Shaking my head, I take a sip and relax into the sofa.

“Long day?” Jax asks.

I nod.

He eases closer to me. “Me too. We’ll have to take our case to trial. The boss is on my back about it.”

I make a sound of consolation.

Jax rubs my shoulder, his thumb caressing the sleeve of my T-shirt. “Today, when I was exhausted and irritated, all I could think about was you.What’s Nova doing tonight? I wonder if she’d be up for dinner.”

My lips curve up. I drain the rest of the wine.

Jax takes the empty glass from me with a pleased smile as if I’m a child who just took all their medicine. He closes the distance between us and kisses me slowly. At first, the only parts of us that are touching are our lips.

And then his hands rise to my face and he caresses my cheek while his kiss gets rougher.

My heart starts beating fast, but I tell myself I’m enjoying this. This is great. I’m having a wonderful time with a wonderful man.

Jax grazes his fingers under the back of my head, cupping my long braids. I’m starting to feel extremely hot, but it’s not in the way I think I’m supposed to—the kind of heat where I want to get out of my clothes or want him out of his.

This is the kind of heat where I want to get out of my own skin, out of my own head. Like I’m being burned, my feet dragged through a fire that I can’t see.

As Jax’s kisses become less controlled, his hands find the hem of his shirt. He pauses long enough to yank the shirt over his head, but that brief moment of disconnect makes me feel better.

I don’t have time to seek out why that is before he’s on top of me again, his kiss more intense and his hands dragging off my jeans and panties.

Suddenly, it’s all getting very real, very fast.

Jax lowers his head and kisses his way down my thighs. I squirm away, a hand on his shoulder to stop him.

He glances up, his eyes full of eagerness. “Baby, don’t worry. I brought protection.”

Of course he did.

He came over to my apartment with roses and wine… and condoms.

Because he’d already decided that tonight was the night. He’d invested six months and now it was time to reap the return on his investment.

I don’t know why that annoys me.

Jax pushes me into the sofa, his weight smothering me. “Relax, Nova.”

The instruction is followed by a kiss to my mouth and a caress of my thigh. His touch is invasive.

Discomfort boils in my gut.

I don’t know why Jax groping me makes me want to go take a bath and apologize to…

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