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“That’s a plan I can get behind. But what I really want to know is what do you want? Do you want a one-night stand to get him out of your system? Do you want more? Like a relationship?”
I want more than one night. Or even more than a friends with benefits situation. When I think about being with Jackson, I don’t think about an end. So, guess that leaves me wanting a relationship. Something real and solid and unlike anything I’ve had before. And I think Jackson can give me that.
“I think want everything with him.”
Cara melts at that answer. I swear hearts almost appear in her eyes.
“Alright then. You just need to convince him to stop walking away from what he clearly wants.”
“Okay, queen of romance, how do I do that? I tried today and he dug in his heels.”
She smiles and rubs her hands together in an evil-planning kind of way. “Let’s see. I would for sure walk around the house as scantily clad as possible.”
“I can do that. He already lost it when he saw me in my bikini yesterday.”
“He kisses and touches you for show, right?”
I nod.
“What about making everything about role-playing? Break down his defenses, you know?”
It certainly worked with our Sunday Funday photo session yesterday. Just didn’t work as far as I wanted it to.
“Oooh, do you know what he likes? Like fantasy stuff? A kink? You could add that into the role-playing thing.”
“I don’t know…oh, actually, I think I might know something.”
Oh yes. This wildcat is about to bring out all her acting chops. Noah Jackson won’t know what hit him.
* * *
“What the fuck, Autumn?”
I jerk upright, my hand flying to my heart. I might have been making a ruckus in the kitchen hoping Jackson would walk in on me, but the sound of his voice still startles me. Since I got back from Cara’s, he’s avoided me. He didn’t even join me for our nightly routine of watching TV together. So, I decided to play a little dirty.
“You scared me to death!”
His gaze is on the hem of my T-shirt that is hitting my upper thigh.
“You aren’t wearing any underwear.”
I give him an innocent look even though the growly sound of his voice is lighting my body up. “I just showered. I didn’t see the point in putting any on.”
“Where are those tiny pajama shorts you’re always wearing? And that’s my shirt.”
“Yeah, found it in the laundry room. My shorts are dirty. If I wanted to get dirty after my shower, I could think of a much more pleasurable activity.” I toss him a saucy grin. “Would that be something that interests you?”
He swallows as his gaze dips down to my breasts then the hem of my – his – shirt again. “No.”
My gaze falls to his crotch and the very obvious erection forming before going back to meet his gaze. “Liar.”
He puffs out a breath. “Go put some clothes on, Autumn.”
I close the distance between us. “No. Besides, you really don’t want me to. Why are you resisting this? I can practically feel you stopping yourself from touching me.”
“You know why.”
“Because you’re my bodyguard?”
