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Jax, we should probably try to be good while we wait.
Are you implying I’m some sort of animal?
I’m not implying it. I’m saying it, but it’s not just you. It’s me too. All this talk about kids and the future… It’s given me the best motivation to get over my V-card nerves if you know what I’m saying.
I shudder as I attempt to brand my instincts with her words.
Be good. Wait.
I read her other message instead. She’s going to give her curvy, young virgin body to me. She’s going to give everything to me.
I’m going to take her over and over and over…
We’ve gone a week without seeing each other, and it’s been the hardest thing we’ve ever done. I think we can spend a couple of hours together without turning into sex machines.
LOL. I don’t think I’ll ever be a sex machine.
We’ll see, my perfect woman. We’ll see. I’m leaving now. See you soon.
I almost run out of my office, taking the elevator only because I know from experience it’s faster. My natural urge is to sprint down the stairs and then run through the city like an ancient man would run across the plains in search of his woman.
Climbing into my car, I start the engine and drive purposefully a few miles below the limit. If I don’t impose this on myself, I might snap and start speeding. I never speed, never risk it, but Zoey is tempting me.
She’s saying she’s going to be three hours at least,Zoey texts, and my text-to-voice program reads out.Do you think we can behave for that long?
I smirk. Is she teasing me, trying to tempt me? Pushing the smirk away, I remind myself again that we’ve got to remain civilized until Mallory knows the truth.
That won’t be possible until Mallory, and I reveal what happened, the event that caused me to stop coming by and to only help from afar.
CHAPTER21
Zoey
I’m outside.
My anticipation rises to absolutely nuclear levels when I read the text. I’m sitting in the living room, trying to focus on the fact that when Mom gets home, we will have to tell her the truth, butthe truthis so much sweeter now than before.
Before I reply, I quickly scan the previous messages, where we reveal we want the same life and have the same vision for the future. I have to remind myself it’s real. He meant it. We’re going to be together forever.
I’ll come and let you in now,I type, then stand and look at myself in the mirror, brushing my hair down.
It’s been so long since we saw each other. A week, fine, but it might as well have been a year if the adrenalin pumping through my body is any indication. As I approach the front door, my hands are trembling. It’s not so much nerves, though there’s always some of that. It’s more like my body is priming me for what’s about to happen. We have to be good. We have to wait for Mom.
When I open the door, I barely have time to take Jaxson in with my gaze, to drink in his tall, muscular body. He’s wearing a T-shirt and blue jeans. His bare arms tense as though he’s attempting to maintain control. His eyes gleam with obsession as he rushes forward.
“Zoey,” he says huskily before kissing me.
I return the kiss, our hands already roaming all over each other. Mine smooth up his arms, fingernails trailing across his firm muscles, and then I squeeze onto his shoulders as he groans and pushes me against the wall. He braces my lower back with his hand, his palm seeming impossibly hot and volcanic, sending shimmers of lava up my back and down to my ass, coiling around my hips and teasing my sex.
“Tell me you meant it,” I moan, staring into his eyes.
He holds the position, our noses touching. We’re gazingintoeach other, greedily drinking in our lust, affection, and everything else, the future and our claim turning the moment even steamier.
“Every word,” he says firmly. “What about you?”
“Every. Single. Word.” I shiver as he slides his hand down my back, massaging my ass. “I can’t believe you feel the same.”
“You never have to doubt it again. You never have to worry about that. I want it all. I want you forever, and I’ll never stop.”
