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“Love you, kiddo,” she says into my hair.

“I love you too, Mom.”

Once I’m in my car, I call Jax. I am so eager to see him. I need to talk about what happened tonight and how we are going to deal with my father’s disapproval. There is so much to discuss, but more than that, I just want him to hug me and tell me everything is going to okay.

“Hey, Luce,” he says when he answers his cell. “How are you?”

“Hey. I’ve just left. I’m okay. Are you at home?”

“Umm. No,” he replies, sounding a little awkward.

My stomach drops and I feel a huge crushing wave of disappointment. “Oh? I thought—” I start to say but maybe I misheard him earlier when he said he would see me later. Maybe he isn’t as bothered as I am about what happened at my parents’ house, or maybe he has a different way of dealing with it. “Where are you?”

“Sitting in my truck outside your apartment waiting for you to get home,” he replies.

“Oh?” I smile widely and warmth floods my entire body. He’s waiting for me. “I’ll be there soon.”

“See you soon then, Angel,” he says in that soft drawl that makes my heart skip a beat.

When I pull up outside my apartment a short time later, I feel a familiar fluttering in my stomach at the sight of his truck parked outside. Even though I knew he was there, it still hits me like a sledgehammer. By the time I park up and get out of my car, he is out of his truck, leaning against it with his arms folded. He’s wearing jeans and a t-shirt that shows off his huge tattooed forearms and it takes every ounce of restraint I have not to mount him in the street.

I walk toward him and as soon as I’m within touching distance, he pulls me into his arms.

“Have you been here all night?” I ask.

“Not all night.” He winks at me. “But for over an hour.” He bends his head low and kisses that spot on my neck that makes my thighs tremble. When he lifts his head again, his face is full of concern. “Are you okay?”

“I am now,” I whisper as I rest my head against his hard chest.

“I’m sorry that I left, but we would have just kept fighting if I’d have stayed. I don’t want to come between you and your parents, Luce. I can handle him being mad at me, but not you.”

I don’t answer, I simply wrap my arms tighter around him and bury my head closer against his chest.

“Was it that bad?” he asks softly, brushing his hands over my hair.

“Not really. It could have been worse, I suppose. I mean my papi is pissed as hell. Mostly at you, though,” I chuckle. “I’m still his sweet little girl.”

“Don’t,” he groans as his hands slide over my back. “I already feel bad about defiling you.” A soft chuckle rumbles in his chest.

I laugh too. I love how easy he makes it to be around him. Even after everything that happened tonight, he is here making me laugh. “I know you’re only kind of joking, but you’ve done nothing wrong, Jax,” I remind him. “I’m an adult.”

His hands drop to my ass and he presses my body against his. “Can we talk about this in the morning?” he growls. “Because now that I know you’re okay, all I want to do is take you to bed and defile you even more.”

Wet heat floods my core at his words. “Yes, please,” I whimper shamelessly.

“That’s my girl,” he whispers as he lifts me, wrapping my legs around his waist as he carries me into my apartment building.

As soon as we’re inside, he sets me down on my feet but before I can move, I am pressed against my front door. He wraps one of his huge hands around my throat while the other slides beneath my dress and up between my thighs.

“Jax,” I breathe as he tugs my panties to the side and rubs a finger over my clit.

“I’m not usually such a patient man when it comes to what I want, Lucia,” he groans as he dusts his lips over mine. “But I’ve been very patient with you.”

“I know,” I say, thinking he’s talking about waiting outside for me.

“I want to claim every single part of you, baby. I’m tired of waiting.”

Oh, shit! That’s not what he’s talking about.

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