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He smiled, shaking his head. “Sorry, you startled me.”
“I look that horrendous, eh?” she teased.
“Not exactly…” he reached for the car door. “You want to get in?”
“I’ll put my stuff in there,” she replied, dropping her coat and purse in the passenger seat and waiting for him to push the door closed again. “Not sure how long those two will be,” she gestured up to Britt’s apartment. He leaned back against the door. The very picture of nonchalance.
Or the very picture of hisattemptat nonchalance because the way his eyes were dancing between her face and the rest of her, looked almost comical.
She baited him. Maybe she just liked compliments.
Turning around, she held out her hands. “So… what do you think?”
“I fell on my ass when I saw you.”
“Is that good or bad?”
“Bad for my ankle, but overall, it’s very… very good.”
She grinned, taking her bottom lip between her teeth to keep it from stretching too widely across her face, she looked down.
“What about me? How’d I do?” Jaxon reached up to ruffle his hair one last time.
She nodded, pursing her lips. “Not bad.”
“Not bad,” he breathed. “Not bad, she says.”
She reached out to straighten the collar on his shirt. “You clean up nice.” He was wearing a dark green oxford and a pair of black trousers that were cut and tapered in a way that made her wonder if she had a thing for all men’s thighs or just Jaxon’s.
He caught her hands and she held her breath as he stepped closer. “Where’s Brad and Britt?”
“Making out in her room.”
“Children,” he scoffed but stepped even closer. He smelled like cologne. Something woodsy and salty at the same time. She inhaled as deeply as she was able, trying to commit the scent to memory. His hand felt firm in hers while he laced their fingers on one hand and reached up with the other to brush the hair from her face.
“Juvenile,” she agreed, her voice no louder than a whisper and wishing like crazy he’d kiss her like he had before on the floor of his house. She knew how to handle it now.
He was standing so close she could smell his breath again. More spearmint.
She bit down on her bottom lip, and he smiled, the hand in her hair dropping to curl around her waist. “This looks nice.” He glanced down between them indicating the dress.
“Nice? I’ll be sure to tell Britt that you think her dress is nice.”
“It looks nice onyou.”
“I spent the better part of two hours getting ready,” she teased. “To look nice?”
“Fucking stunning, then,” he said, tugging her hand up to his mouth to kiss the back of it.
If she didn’t have the heels, she’d melt to the ground. His eyes were dark as fuck and looking ather. Like she was the only person in the entire world. The only thing worth looking at.
She felt herself leaning forward like he was magnetic. She pressed one hand against his chest, feeling his heartbeat beneath her fingers. It felt like time slowed down and she bit her bottom lip again to stifle another grin.
“Bite your lip one more time and see where it gets you,” Jaxon breathed.
The hot burn of arousal pulsed and pulled her even closer into his body heat. She bunched her fingers in the fabric of his shirt and bumped her nose with his when he kissed her. He still had her hand clasped in his, but the other was around her waist, snagging in the beads sewn into her dress while he held her close.
But then Brad laughed loudly when he exited Britt’s place. It was no fault of his, he had no idea what they were doing.
