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“I wish.” I cringed, ripping open the driver’s side door. “My lunch with Maeve ran late, and then…I got a parking ticket.”
“Sounds like a day,” she said in a flat tone. “But you know, being here when the kids come in from lunch is really important, Lena. I know that I harp about silly things, but you need to be there greeting them as they walk through the door. It sets the best mood for the afternoon.”
“I know, and I’m so sorry,” I said, backing out of the parking spot and zipping off down the street. “It won’t happen again, I promise.”
“Good, because I need you here in a timely manner. We have big things coming up.”
6
JACKSON
Istepped under the warm stream of water, my shoulders instantly relaxing. Band practice wasn’t the best, and I usually don’t mind company, but Maeve’s presence at practice was annoying for some reason.
Probably because she reminds me of Lena.
I knew I was being fucking petty, but no woman had ever gotten under my skin quite the way Lena had. The more time passed since that night, the more frequently she kept visiting my thoughts—and the thoughts that came when it was time to write songs.
Which is why today had been a shit show.
I grabbed the shampoo from the shelf, squirting out a big heaping blob onto the palm of my hand. It smelled of sandalwood and something else…maybe leather? Whatever the hell it was, it wasn’t my usual, and I was gonna have to fix that. I massaged my head, lathering it in, and then rinsing it out.
And just like always, thoughts erupted in my head.
I was suddenly right back on that couch in Tyson’s Florida room, sitting next to that aggravating, yet fucking sexy woman. I shut my eyes, my dick growing erect as I imagined being in between her legs again, rubbing against her covered pussy.
I kissed down her neck as my hands slipped under the fabric of her tank top, tugging it upward. Lena moaned, and leaned forward enough for me to pull it over her head, revealing a black lace bra…
And full fucking tits.
My lips found her skin again as I set her breasts free. I kissed around her collarbones, not stopping until my mouth was wrapped around the soft mound of her tit, sucking hard on her nipple.
“Ooh…” Her voice trailed off as her back arched beneath me, and her hips ground against my erection. “That feels so good, Jackson.” My name rolled off her tongue like it was fucking meant to be, and I growled with satisfaction. I was going to fuck this woman until all she could remember was my dick inside of her.
Hastily, my hands went for the button of her jeans, snapping it loose and tugging her jeans down around her hips. The black jeans were tight, but she wriggled beneath me, helping me along. I tossed them to the floor and ripped her satin thong, exposing her glistening pussy.
“Fuck,” I murmured, stripping out of my own jeans and boxers, my dick finally free. I lined up with her entrance, letting her squirm and whimper with want as I ran the tip through her wet folds.
“Jackson,” she moaned, her jade eyes meeting mine and sending a wave of excitement down my spine.
I plunged into her, holding her gaze, and…
That was all it took.
“What the fuck?” My eyes fluttered open as I quickly cleaned up the mess and washed myself. Why did I have to think about her again? Ripping my towel down from the hook, I chided myself for being so fucking...weird. I didn’t even like Lena, yet every time—she’s where I went in my head.
And it was just as much annoying as it was disturbing.
Part of me wanted to consult Google as I picked my phone up from the counter, but I knew it would probably just tell me I was dying of a rare disease called pervert-itis. Instead, I found myself on social media, doing the one thing that really might confirm that I had a screw loose.
I searched for her. What’s her last name? Shit. My search led me to Tyson’s page, where he had already gone public with Maeve. I went through Maeve’s friends until I finally found Lena...Lena Harris.
Her profile picture wasn’t even of herself, it was some kind of logo for a charity she must’ve been supporting. However, a few clicks later I was staring at those captivating jade eyes. Her hair was swept back in a half updo, and she had on a plain cream-colored sweater and light-wash jeans. It was basic as fuck…
But my dick was already threatening to get up again.
I’m being so weird.
Shuddering at my own creepiness, I closed out of the app, letting out a sigh as I headed out of the bathroom to my master bedroom. My house was massive, and while that was phenomenal for parties, it didn’t work as well when I was alone.
