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“Yeah, I guess the hypothetical love stuff is working for you,” I joked with him, thinking back to the conversation I’d had with Maeve at lunch. “Tyson told her that you made a big stink in the meeting.”
“Right,” he said in a flat voice, his expression shifting. “It was just dumb.”
I shrugged, giving him a smile. “I think there’s just this expectation that everyone thinks about falling in love at some point.”
“Maybe that’s true, but it’s never really been on my mind.”
“You mentioned it at the wedding,” I said carefully, recalling our conversation. “You said that if you met the right person, you might get married.”
He was quiet for a moment, his eyes falling to the keys. “Yeah, maybe. But I don’t think about it all the time.”
“I used to,” I admitted, letting my guard down since he was being so vulnerable with me. “I used to think I had it all planned out, how I wanted things to go—and the type of guy I wanted to be with. But…anytime I got something close, it didn’t work out, and now…” I let out a sigh. “Now I’m not sure what I want when it comes to love. Maybe the reason I haven’t found it yet is because I wasn’t willing to accept it from somewhere different than I dreamed up.”
He pursed his lips, appearing to mull over what I’d said. “So, where did you think you’d find love then?”
I laughed. “I was dead set on finding Mr. Right. I thought he needed to be into the same traditions my family is. They’re very strict in their beliefs and in the way things should go. You know, dating, marriage, baby…”
“Ah, so you want a goody-two-shoes kind of guy,” he laughed, but it was missing something. “Like, fucking prince charming.”
“Uh, I guess so,” I admitted, his eyes back on the piano. “But it never worked out for me.”
“Maybe you just haven’t found him yet,” Jackson said, his tone unreadable. “Who knows.”
“Yeah.” My heart sank in my chest as I took in just how freaking handsome Jackson looked in the moment. “Who knows.”
Instead of continuing the conversation, he went back to playing the same song he had been, his husky voice singing the line that I’d written. And I had to admit, it sounded even better when he sang it.
“Yeah, that’s staying,” he commented, nodding his head. “You should’ve been a songwriter instead of a teacher.”
I laughed, leaning back—and then lost my balance. “Whoa!”
Jackson caught me, his arm threading around my waist and pulling me back up. “You should really not lean back that far.”
“Ya think?” I giggled as his eyes danced with amusement.
He smiled, his hand still wrapped around my body, holding me closer to him. I breathed in his cologne, my heart thudding in my chest. I opened my mouth to say something, but he cut me off with his mouth.
Jackson’s kiss was soft and sweet, different than the lust-filled kisses he’d given me before. He pulled me into his lap, and I straddled him, feeling his arousal through my dress pants. My hips rocked against him, and he let out a deep groan, his voice rattling my body.
Our kiss stayed passionate, his tongue caressing mine and canvasing every inch of my mouth, even as he wrapped his arms around me and lifted me into the air. I ran my fingertips along the back of his neck, his hair soft against my touch. Jackson kicked open the music room door and made his way down the hall, not stopping until we were in his bedroom—and the door was closed behind us.
“Do you think he’s going to be able to hear?” I asked as Jackson laid me down on the bed.
“Who?” He furrowed his brows as his hands fumbled with my pants, tugging them down around my hips.
“The bodyguard…” My voice trailed off as my eyes flickered toward the door.
Jackson chuckled as he tossed my black dress pants to the floor. “No, he won’t hear. And if he does…oh well? We’re engaged.”
I didn’t have a chance to say anything else before his lips were on my thighs and his hands were gently pressing my legs apart. His fingers were ahead of his mouth, not stopping until they were at the hem of my black satin thong.
My body shivered with apprehension under his touch, and I laid my head back, letting him work my underwear down and off my legs. Every time we hooked up, things felt more and more natural between us…
And I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.
Jackson let out a growl as he closed in on my pussy, his lips kissing only an inch away. “Always so ready…” He then ran his tongue through my slit, causing my legs to shake around him. He clamped down on them, wrapping his arms around my thighs and holding me to his face.
Oh my god. Oh my god.
