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Chapter 10

Ashley

Walking out of the restaurant, Jackson grabs my hand in his, my sides are hurting so much from laughing at him. His face when he checked his phone was better than I thought it would be. It was written all over his face that he had no idea what was happening, then when he saw Taylor it was perfect, brilliant.

“You know you can stop laughing now.” Jackson pulls me closer wrapping his arms around my waist.

“I know I should, but I can’t, you looked so confused.” I turn around to look at him, my hands on his shoulders. “You know that this is going to be a story to share,” I tell him as he pulls me in closer.

His beautiful blue eyes look between my eyes and lips. “How about we keep it between us,” he tilts his head, “and Taylor,” he says, which makes me laugh. I know she is going to tease him about this as much as she can.

“You going to kiss me, or just stare at my lips?” I ask him. I want him to kiss me the moment I opened the door to see him standing there. I’ve wanted nothing but for him to pull me in and kiss me like he did before.

“Been thinking about it since the moment I saw you.” And without a second thought he brings his lips to mine. He pulls me closer to him, and my hands move around his neck. I feel his warm breath feather light on my skin and I try to suppress the shiver that runs through me. I feel the zing of electricity flood my body as he touches his lips to mine in a soft sensual kiss that makes my heart stutter.

Slowly he masters my mouth, his tongue softly invading in a rhythm as old as time. I press my body closer, needing to feel him against every inch of me. His body is hard in all the right places and my hands wander on a journey of discovery over the soft silkiness of his hair.

His mouth leaves mine as he nips a trail of heat towards my ear. He is intoxicating, and I feel as if he is sucking the air right out of me in this dual.

Pulling away from me, he leans his forehead on mine. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting to get you this close to me,” Jackson says, I look down at our bodies touching. “Well maybe you do.” He starts laughing and pulls away.

Opening the car door for me, I give him a smile as I get in, then watch him walk around the car to the driver’s side. I watch him as he pulls out of the car park of the restaurant. “Are you just going to stare at me or say something?” Jackson asks, giving me a quick look then he focuses back on the road.

“Just looking is good with me.” I mean why wouldn’t I just want to look at him, has he not seen himself? He’s not my normal type, far from it. I generally for indie musicians, tattooed men, the bad boys, but there is something about him that from the moment I bumped into him at the bar, I’ve wanted him.

“It’s good with me too.” Stopping at the traffic lights, he leans over and gives me a kiss. “Do I…” the car behind us starts honking at us, making Jackson pull away from me so fast.

I love the scent he wears, Chanel is always a winner for me, and it suits him. Jackson parks outside the shop, the advantages of having the shop so close to the city I can get everywhere quickly. I don’t own a car; don’t see the point I can get everywhere on the tube.

He opens the door for me. “Thank you.” Walking up the stairs to my apartment, I open my door and walk in. Turning around to face him, I lean on the door. “So, Jackson, is this where our date finishes, or…” Before I can finish his hands are in my hair pulling me in for a kiss, and I hear the door close behind him.

“I would love some coffee,” he says as he moves down my neck.

“I didn’t ask you...ohhhhh,” I moan as he kisses my neck. How does Jackson turn me on so much? My hands move to his shoulder to take his jacket off and he lets it fall to the floor.

“Bedroom?” Jackson asks panting for air. I point to the door making Jackson pick me up and I wrap my legs around his waist.

As we get to my bedroom, he places me back down, and my hands move down his shirt undoing buttons. As I undo the last one, Jackson takes his shirt off. His hands are in my hair again pulling me in for a kiss, my hand moves along his hard abs, up his chest to his shoulder. The only thing running in my head right now it that I just want to touch him all over. His body is perfect I can feel every muscle under my hands.

His removes his hands from my hair, and places them on my bare thigh, and slowly moves them up my dress…

KNOCK KNOCK.

“Ignore it,” I say against his lips.

KNOCK KNOCK.

“Ash, I know you’re home, the lights on. Open the door.”

Jackson looks at me as he hears the man’s voice shouting through the door. “Don’t look at me like that. It’s my little brother.” I playfully hit his shoulder as I walk past him, Jackson goes to put his shirt on. “Hey, I’m getting rid of him. I’ll take that,” I tell him as I take his shirt from him.

I open the door to my brother. “About time I need to pee,” Finn says walking straight past me, I look at Jackson leaning on the door frame, and I mouth the word sorry to him.

Giving me a wink, he walks over to me. “Can I have my shirt now?” Jackson asks bringing his mouth closer to mine.

“No, stop. I don’t want to see my big sister doing the naughty,” Finn says walking over to us.

Jackson starts putting his shirt on and I look at him, sulking as he does one button at a time.