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She spun around and the look on Jax’s face stopped her. With his dark brows drawn in, his square jaw set, he looked so serious, so . . . concerned. It was unusual to have someone other than Melanie or Jade look at her in such a way. Olivia wasn’t quite sure what to do because when she was upset or angry, her friends either made her a drink or they went on a run to pound out frustrations.
“That wasn’t work on a Saturday,” he stated, clearly knowing it was. “You realize that’s not normal.”
Livie brushed her hair back from her face and gripped her phone at her side. “I’m in the middle of a promotion process and I’m clawing my way to the top. Nothing about this is normal, but apparently, I have to be at a meeting next week so my archrival doesn’t steal this out from under me. It’s mine.”
Jax had the audacity to smirk. “He doesn’t know who he’s dealing with.”
“Oh, he knows.” Olivia turned to put her phone back in her purse. When she faced Jax once again, he was full-on smiling. “But he’s about to realize that I can fight just as dirty.”
“Did you know you sound even sexier when you’re fired up?” He took one step toward her, then another, all while keeping his eyes on her. “Just like that day you came barging into the hangar angry over the fact I wasn’t going to bow down and just sell the place.”
“I didn’t march,” she corrected, tipping her head back as he closed the gap between them. “If I recall, you came out to me and put your hands all over my ass.”
“You started to fall.”
That naughty grin nearly melted the clothes right off her body. “No, you made me lose my balance, then you put your greasy hands on me. By the way, where’s my suit?”
“It’s here.” He reached up, smoothing his knuckles over her cheek before gliding his thumb over her bottom lip. “Your shoes are here, too. Makes me wonder what you’ll leave for me tonight.”
Every breath she took, she simply inhaled more of that masculine scent she’d come to appreciate. The stubble on his jaw used to irritate her because she was so used to cleanly shaven men in suits. But there was something to be said for a man with a little scruff and a well-worn pair of jeans.
“Who said I was staying?” she countered, her voice betraying her as she got all breathy.
Why was it when she was with him she didn’t recognize herself? Jax made her turn into a completely different woman. When they were together, she wanted t
o see him succeed with the airport, she wanted to learn more about his life, she forgot about work—unless she received untimely calls—and she craved like never before. Craved his touch, his sultry glances, his snarky comments.
Damn it. She should’ve worn her nice underwear.
“I’m not even answering that rhetorical question.” Jax took a step back and sighed. “You ready for dessert?”
Olivia narrowed her eyes and tipped her head. “Dessert that you made?”
His rich laughter filled the living room. “Yes, dessert I made. I tried something new, but it has chocolate so I figure you’d be happy.”
“You’re speaking my language.” Olivia gestured toward the kitchen. “Let’s go.”
When she started to head that way, Jax stepped in her path. Without touching her anywhere else, he leaned down and captured her lips. He completely consumed her, causing her toes to curl in her kitten heels and tingles to shoot through her from head to toe. And he only touched her mouth.
Perhaps she was so affected because she knew exactly what he could do with those hands once they got on her body. A moan escaped her, but just as she was about to give in and wrap her arms around him, Jax released her lips and turned toward the kitchen.
And he whistled.
Seriously? He could kiss her in a way that made her achy all over and simply walk away so nonchalantly?
That whistle, though. He often did that when he was finished and now it was getting on her nerves. He was revving her up, ready to feed her chocolate, and acted as if nothing had happened.
A man didn’t go to this much trouble if he didn’t care. Which made things even more difficult for Olivia to grasp or make sense of. If he cared, and she was starting to care, where did that leave them?
Was this a relationship? What on earth would happen if they fell for each other? He would never leave Haven and she’d worked too hard in Atlanta to be pulled away.
Olivia rubbed her forehead and closed her eyes. There was no reason to try to hash all of this out in her mind. All she could do was live in the moment and just enjoy what they had going on . . . even if she was terrified of the outcome.
* * *
Jax poked the stick through another marshmallow and extended it over the fire.
“You’re going to make me fat,” Livie complained. “First dinner, which was amazing, then that Death by Chocolate Layer Cake, now s’mores.”
