Page 14 of My Dark Protector


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He lowered his voice substantially. “Your tongue. There was tongue.”

“Geez, my bad. I didn’t know I would offend your sensibilities, good Sir,” she quipped.

Opposite of offensive, actually.

He sputtered. “It doesn’toffendme, I just… wasn’t going for that sort of—”

“I got it. Pure and chaste. I can totally do that. No worries.”

Not sure I could.

“Teagan,” he sighed, struggling for the right words and settling on some that didn’t exactly relay his feelings, but they worked nonetheless. “You didn’t even run this by me before you signed me up for this wholecharade. Now, I don’t mind. I’m not… otherwise engaged at the moment, but just give me a little time. I can be your boyfriend. I just need to adjust.”

“I promise you, kind Sir, your honor will remain intact at the end of this fake relationship!”

A laugh threatened to bubble up, but he really needed to be firm here. “Hopefully, my virginity as well.” So much for that.

She giggled. “I’m pretty sure I’mweekstoo late for that, aren’t I?”

He shot her a look. “Hey.Hey, watch it, Hot Lips.”

“Hot Lips?” She waggled her eyebrows. “Ithoughtthat was a good kiss.”

“Shut your mouth, you know it was.” he rolled his eyes and reached for the door. “Just keep those lips of yours to yourself for the rest of Brad and Shea’s visit. I think we’ve scarred them enough for one day.”

“Next time, I’ll just grab your ass.”

The slam of a car door startled both of them. Dave poured himself out of the driver’s seat, looking like death warmed over.

The next thing that happened possibly could have knocked him out of his socks. If he were wearing any.

He should have been expecting it. Teagan had warned him just seconds before, after all.

Her hand cracked down on his right ass cheek and squeezed. He grunted and stumbled forward, his hands coming to rest on her waist while her other hand cupping his jaw so she could kiss him soundly on the lips.

Jaxon leaned into the kiss, reaching around to pluck her hand from his ass and refraining from giving her lips a playful nibble because, fucking hell, she was groping him in front ofDave.

“Oh, so that’s happening, is it?” Dave asked, sounding very tired indeed as he climbed the steps onto the porch and shouldered past them to the door. “Finally. Do you have coffee?”

“Not made,” Jaxon called after him as he shut the door on them.

Teagan’s mouth hung open in surprise. “Why is no one as surprised as they should be?” she asked, bewildered. “Not that I’m asking for a scene, but I don’t know… alittlescene would have at least been understandable.”

Jaxon wasn’t in the mood to explain his high school infatuation, so he shrugged. “I don’t know. I guess they’re just jaded by now. Or thankful I’m not–” He stopped talking, catching her gaze briefly before reaching for the door.

“Joshua?” she asked, laughing a little even though it in no way fooled him into thinking she was alright talking about that asshole. “He was a ridiculous mistake. I can’t believe they’re still…” she trailed off and shook her head. “I guess I have no room to judge them. Considering I still make stupid mistakes.”

“Teagan…” Jaxon reached out and grabbed her hand, squeezing. “Come now. It’s not stupid.”

“Eric taking over my apartment and me calling you to do… whatever it is you did, and then lying to my brother about it all by claiming that you and I are dating? That’s not a horrendously awful, sad, pathetic mistake?”

“When anyone lays out their faults in one sweeping statement like that, it’s going to be hard to argue against,” he began.

She reached for the door and Jaxon tugged her back. She was biting down on both lips and trying to look anywhere except at him.

“One day, I’m going to tell you every single thing I did because I wanted Eric to like me,” he said. “Truly, I’ll list them all. And you won’t feel bad aboutanyof this. But today’s not the day I do that. Because I have two hungover lumps and Shea in there to help me with some repairs, so I’m going to take advantage of it.”

“I can help too,” she offered.

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