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“Jesus Christ, Ava, I want to drive to Michigan and pound the fuck out this asshole.”

I chuckled. “Me too, but I’m glad it’s behind me.”

“So, he hasn’t tried to contact you? That surprises me, considering his behavior.”

“His dad shipped him to Europe and kept him closely monitored, so we could move without him knowing. I haven’t kept in contact with anyone else from my old school, and I’m not on any social media. My dad is a software engineer, so he can manipulate his online presence enough to disguise where we live, and my mom is an illustrator, so she deals with authors who only need to have her email address.”

“But you’re afraid he’ll find you, right?”

I took a deep breath and relaxed into my pillow. This conversation had veered as far away from sexting as I could have imagined. Had Jack ever had a conversation, a real conversation, with a girl before?

“Yes, I’m always a little bit nervous he’ll find me again.” I decided to omit the fact that I had received that creepy text since I hadn’t heard anything since blocking the number.

“Fuck that, Ava. If that douchebag motherfucker ever contacts you, you tell me immediately, do you understand?”

I felt my heart bursting and would have fallen into a full swoon if I hadn’t already been lying down. That Jack would want to protect me from Chad made me fall into dangerous levels of like for him.

“Yes, I understand.”

“Good. What the fuck is wrong with people?” Jack mumbled.

“I have no idea, honestly. So, do you still want to sleep with me, considering all the drama in my past?” I asked, half flirtatiously and half anxiously. I mean, not many girls come with quite this much baggage.

“Fuck yes. Of course, I still want to sleep with you,” he assured emphatically, as if it was crazy to think otherwise. “In fact, how about coming over tomorrow night. I live in the pool house behind my parent’s house, so I have complete privacy. We can have dinner, watch a movie, whatever.”

“Does sex fall into the whatever category? That doesn’t sound very memorable.”

“I have been thinking about nothing but all the ways I want to have sex with you. Believe me, you will remember every minute,” Jack rasped, and I felt every molecule in my body explode with heat, my nipples hardening and thighs clenching.

He must have heard me suck in my breath. “That turn you on, Ava?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Good. Don’t get yourself off until I see you.”

I felt my face burn in embarrassment and arousal at his blunt directive. “Wh–why?” I squeaked.

He gave a low chuckle at my evident shyness. “Because I want you so turned on you can barely think.”

I think I was already there.

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Chapter 12

Jack

I walked into school thinking about the same thing that had been on my mind all night—Ava. Thoughts of her had become like a virus in my blood, which had only gotten worse since talking to her on the phone last night. I still couldn’t believe I’d talked with her for over an hour, and we barely discussed sex at all.

Hearing about her ex had made my blood pressure spike. No wonder she’d been looking for freedom. That dickhead had made her a prisoner for years. Even though I planned to work Ava out of my system with some very creative, very enthusiastic sex tonight, I would still be happy to step in and deal with her pile of shit ex-boyfriend, if he ever came back into the picture.

I turned the corner and saw Ava bending over to put something in her locker, so I stopped to admire the view as I was flooded with images of what I intended to do with her tonight. I pulled out my phone.

Jack: Can’t wait to get my hands on that ass—seeing you bent over is putting ideas in my head.

I saw Ava pop up and reach into her pocket for her phone, then swing her head around looking for me. As she did, a terrible thought popped into my head.

Even though she was grinning, I quickly walked up to her in order to get rid of this sickly feeling in my chest.

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