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That earned me a real sweet smile. "Kinda like Tanner, huh?"
"Shit." I pushed out a laugh. "I promise I know exactly what to do with him."
"You do?" She lifted a brow. "Care to share?"
"Kiss him hard, throw him in bed, and talk to him every chance I can," I told her, making a motion with the fork in my hand. "Not necessarily in that order."
"You like him, huh?"
"Don't you?"
Her little cheeks began to turn brighter. "Yeah, I think I do. You should've seen him when he charged into that room."
"Hot?" I asked.
She shook her head. "I was too scared for it to be hot. It was more..." She paused to lick some syrup from her lips. "It was like he'd turned into you."
Then she looked over, and those baby blues of hers hit me hard. My heart decided at that moment to just take a whole damned vacation. The only problem was I didn't have a damned clue what to say back to that.
But I liked it.
Chapter4
The momentI was done eating, J.D. began cleaning up the mess across the bed. That man! He'd been taking such good care of me ever since the fight. In truth, I felt spoiled. Not even my daddy pampered me this much.
But while J.D. carried the dishes out to the hall so they could get picked up, I went looking for clothes. Today, I felt pretty good. Not perfectly good, but the sore muscles were only barely noticeable rather than making me limp and gimp everywhere. My bruises might be pretty colors, but they didn't hurt as much as they had the first night.
Just as I dropped my towel and reached for my panties, I heard J.D.'s footsteps. Pausing, I glanced back.
"Shit, sorry," he mumbled, turning to leave the room.
"Not like you haven't seen me naked before," I reminded him.
That made him stop right in the doorframe, his back mostly to me. "Yeah, but that's different, Cody."
"Why?" I asked.
His eyes were locked on the floor. "Because you're the one who got in the shower naked," he pointed out. "It's consent."
So I turned to face him completely. "Does it look like I'm hiding?"
Slowly, J.D.'s eyes lifted, somehow finding my face first. They were dark enough to look like an abyss. Like this, they matched his hair. Surprisingly, they didn't slide down my body to check out everything I was showing off, but he did make his way back into the room.
"Yeah, but this?" He walked right up to me and lightly traced his fingers against my ribs. Right at one of those sore spots. "I don't like seeing this none."
"The bruises?" I asked, looking down to see if I was right.
"That someone hurt you," he breathed.
Which made a little smirk curl my lips. "So does that mean you're going to kiss me and make it better?"
The hand on my ribs closed on my waist, right on the one area where I didn't have a damned thing wrong with me. His other tangled in the hair at the back of my head, and J.D.'s mouth slammed into mine. He kissed me hard, making it clear he was holding nothing back.
I simply leaned in. For too long, we'd been doing this dance. He flirted, I flirted back, and neither of us knew how to do anything else about it. We talked. We curled up against each other at night. We traded tips on bull riding and bullshit, but this part? The doing anything about this pull I felt to him? That was the one thing I didn't know how to handle.
But this kiss? It was a damned good start.
As his tongue swirled with mine, I pushed, guiding him backwards. I was overly aware I was naked. I could feel his t-shirt against my palm. Kissing back, I grabbed a fistful of it and pulled. His mouth moved to my cheek, my jaw, and then started working its way lower. The fabric in my hands moved higher, until I all but forced him to duck out of it.
