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“Fuck you, Jack,” she mumbles.
Dear God,Indy.
I’ve made up my mind that I would, in fact, like to get to know you.
But it’s like that, now, is it?
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AMELIA
Right as I’m reaching the--ahem, peak--there’s a knock at the door.
I ignore it. For some reason this turns me on more, knowing that someone is just outside the door. I get louder.
Another knock, harder. Maybe someone is at the wrong door. They’ll figure it out.
I’m lost, away in fantasyland. I can’t even concentrate on my book, and the protagonist is pretty hot.
Stupid Jack Wellington keeps popping into my mind.
“Fuck you, Jack,” I mumble.
My heart drops to my knees as the next wave of pleasure rips through me.
Oh God.
I’m getting close.
Suddenly, my jaw drops and an added wave of fear-filled butterflies tears through my body.
“Oh my God.”
I see Jack Wellington’s blue grey eyes staring at me.
“What. The…” I manage to say.
I mean I must have been so far away in dream land that I didn’t even sense him.
Holy surfboards, why is the man of my fantasies now here with a surfboard?
The surreal part is that I’m basically naked--just my dress is on, pulled up to my stomach. I’m giving him a free show here.
“Had a…surfboard delivery for you and…I thought you might be in trouble based on the screams…uh, fuck. Sorry. Jesus, Indy. Ah, that doesn’t look like trouble you’re in.”
He grins.
“Trouble. You thought I was in…trouble.”
“When I heard the screams…and now…fuck you look so sexy.”
My mouth hangs open and I search for a quippy response to him but I’ve got nothing.
I’ve never been walked in on like this, in such a compromising position.
He doesn’t turn away though. His eyes lock on mine and he smirks.
Smirks.
