Page 19 of The Jaded Notes

“Okay, spill everything before he finds us.” Trent taps his box of cigarettes against the side of his hand until one slides out.

He lights it while I try to contain my utter elation.

“Jaxon and my dad are friends. I met him when he was buying a house and came over for a meeting with my dad.”

“Is he Greek like me?”

“I don’t know. What does that have to do with anything?”

“He’s tall, dark, and handsome. We look similar. He must be Greek.” Trent takes a long drag.

He exhales, smoke slipping between his lips. Somehow it comes out seductive and suggestive. Maybe it’s the way his eyes scroll over me like he’s devouring me.

Shit.I know exactly what Trent’s thinking.

“Trent, do not even consider doing something that makes Jaxon feel uncomfortable. I’ve hit on him more than once, and he always turns me down. I don’t want him thinking that’s the only way I see him. Plus, he’ll think I put you up to it.”

“Maybe I could persuade him, and I’ll get you both.”

“Stop!” I shove my hands in my pockets. “You’re not getting us.”

“Admit it, Livianna. It would be heaven. The three of us…yum.” Trent fans his face with a wave of his hand. “Fire. Hot. Fucking. Fire. Don’t tell me you wouldn’t enjoy it. Remember, you’ve shared that you’ve fantasized about being with another man and me. Well, boo, here’s your chance.”

“I doubt Jaxon…” My brain hooks onto the visual of Trent and Jaxon wrapped around me on either side.

My stomach tightens and spins. Trent is as good-looking as any other Greek god, and Jax… Damn, if my breathing isn’t giving me away. I’m almost panting.

Trent stubs out his cigarette against the brick wall. “Just give me the signal if you change your mind.”

“Get me drunk enough, and you might get your wish.”

“I knew you had it in you. You just needed a nudge.” He tips his chin toward something behind me. “Livianna was just catching me up on how you two met.”

“She was, huh? Did she tell you how spiteful she was, or did she leave that part out?” Jax flashes me a flirty smirk. “All kidding aside, she’s grown up a lot since then.”

“Do tell.” Trent gestures to the walkway. “Livianna can lead the way while you fill in all the holes in her story.”

“Be nice, Jaxon. Trent thinks I’m an angel.” I motion for them to follow me.

“An angel?” Jax stays near my side. “Does this angel have horns?”

“Hey! I’m not that bad.” I playfully slap Jax’s chest.

“You sure?” He grabs my hand and holds it in a tight grip. “See, they’re about to poke out right about now.”

I shake my head and pretend to glare. Jax’s brown eyes hook with mine, and the intensity behind them is enough to have me falter in my step.

It only worsens when he pulls me into him and I get a whiff of his smoky, leathery cologne. My blood races and my heart combusts.

He hasn’t let go of my hand. If anything, he holds me closer. The energy around us grows heated. If I didn’t know better, I would say Jax is coming on to me.

“Jaxon...” For some reason, it comes out all breathy and submissive.

Where I was going for some defensive defiance, I came across as a woman who would do anything Jaxon Crowne asked of me. And God knows I would.

“Yoo-hoo…” Trent breaks the tension. “If we’re getting all hot and sexy now, I’d like to be a part of it.”

My gaze disconnects from Jax’s, and I laugh, shaking off the undeniable passion of that interaction with him.