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I saw Alton's eyes pop. In all the years he'd been around us, she'd never given that permission to him. He wasn't the only one surprised.
He nodded. "Anne, thank you."
He glanced at me, and I knew I had to do something to wipe that victorious look from his face. "Yes, it will be such a pleasure to have you for dinner. I'm sure Daddy will be ecstatic to talk to you."
He didn't flinch. Instead, he extended his elbow toward me. "I believe we had some unfinished lunch business?" He raised his eyebrows in a challenge while my family looked on.
My mom looked ready to push me into his arms. Faith smiled and turned her attention to Caleb. Even Alton just stood there.
Suddenly, an idea hit me.
"Yes, Mr. Carter. I'd love to have lunch with you," I answered, letting my voice drip with sweetness like I heard Faith do earlier. "But first, I have a little stop we need to make on the way. I'm sure you don't mind."
I placed my hand on the crook of his arm and none too gently tugged him toward the parking lot, calling a last-minute goodbye to my family over my shoulder.
Faith winked and grinned, having figured out my plan. Alton, or Al as I might now call him, looked like someone had kicked his puppy.
As we reached my car, Daddy left the building and saw the two of us together. He scowled.
Well, one thing was for sure—dinner at home with Jax wouldn't be boring!
11
Jax
"So, you and Butt Kiss?" I asked once we were on the road.
I wasn't happy that she was driving, but she insisted she needed her at least decade-old Trailblazer for whatever errand she was dragging me on. I only gave in once she mentioned I was welcome to follow her to wherever she was going if I didn't want to ride with her. There was no way in
hell I'd gone to this much trouble to see her try to escape me.
The most I'd been willing to do was follow her to her apartment so that she could change clothes. Not wanting to piss her off, I took her hint and stayed outside while she ran inside and changed. When she came back down wearing a pair of faded jeans and an old sweatshirt that hung off her shoulder, I couldn't help but stare. Until now, I'd only seen her dressed up. But she was equally beautiful casual. Maybe more so, because it was obvious she wasn't trying to impress, yet managed to do so just the same.
"If you think you're the original composer of that name, you're wrong."
I shrugged. "Just calling it as I see it, sweetheart. He'd do and say anything to get into your panties."
She rolled her eyes. "Are you saying you're any different?"
"At least I'd know what to do once I was in them." I enjoyed seeing her face flush, and if I wasn't mistaken, a hitch in her breath.
"What makes you think he doesn't? Maybe he's a Dom in submissive clothing." She tittered at the idea.
I snorted. "Bow tie guy? I don't think he could find his dick if he bent over to touch his toes, much less know how to use it. He's one pocket protector away from being President of Nerdville." I glanced at her and grimaced. "I'm sorry if he's a friend of yours."
"I'm not sure I'd call him a friend." She sighed. "More like a puppy that follows me everywhere. You do share something in common, though."
"Yeah? What's that?"
"Neither of you know the word 'no' very well."
She'd be surprised at how acquainted I was with it, but she didn't need to know that. "You're right. If I did, I wouldn't be where I am today."
"Right. A successful entrepreneur."
"I meant here spending time with the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"I'm sure you're familiar with a bunch." She sounded skeptical. I guess I'd given her cause.
