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but there isn’t time for him to make it anywhere before the beast is on him again. He steels himself and leans over, ready to take it on head-first. The thing charges, and Jack pushes on its massive head. It comes to a screeching halt, and that’s how they stay, with the wombat burrowing into Jack’s palm and the idiot that ruined its den, trying to fend it off with his bare hand. I’m shaking with laughter, but I keep recording as Jackson starts yelling for someone to do something.
    “Sorry, mate, you’re on your own,” Elijah calls from the back of the Ute.
    Ana leans down, snatches up a chunk of freshly shattered watermelon—shiny green skin and all—and throws it at the wombat, only it misses him by about a metre, and hits Jack square in the face. He glares at her. “Really, Ana?”
    “Sorry.” She cringes, and holds her hands up in a placating gesture. “It’s harder to throw than you think. I don’t wanna hurt him.”
    “Oh, but it’s okay to hit me?”
    “You’re the one that ruined his house. I’d wanna hurt you, too.” Ana throws another piece of melon, and this one hits the wombat in the bum. It shrieks, and scurries away, and Jack kicks the melon rind off after it, missing it by a long shot. He leans over with his hands on his knees, and catches his breath.
    “I hope I didn’t hurt him,” she says as she gets down off the table.
    I film Jackson’s arse for a beat more before hauling myself out of the car, and making my way over to the table. “Well, that was awesome. Jack, you have a little somethin’ somethin’ on your face.” I mockingly rub my cheek.
    “Yeah? Why don’t come over here and lick it off then?” he challenges with a smirk.
    I just grin and waggle my phone in his direction. “You also have a date with YouTube.”
    His smirk vanishes, “Don’t you dare.”
    “Oops too late.” I say and hit play.
    “You sneaky bitch.” He shakes his head and takes two long strides towards me.
    My lips curl up and then I burst out laughing for what feels like the hundredth time in an hour. Jack’s panicked voice rings out from the tiny speaker in my hand. I don’t even care that it’s using up the final bar of my battery, this is so worth it.
    He holds his hand out in front of me, “Give me the phone, Holly.”
    “Um … how bout, hell no! I have to post this to facebook first.”
    He picks up a piece of smashed up rind and tosses it up and down in his palm. “Give me the phone.”
    “You wouldn’t.” I challenge, “I’m pregnant, remember?”
    “Oh, I remember.” He smiles, but there’s not just good humour reflected in his eyes, there’s a whole world of sex and promises. “Give it up, Hols.”
    I’m kind of glued to the spot as all of the blood rushes to my vagina in zero point two seconds flat. Jack’s smile deepens. The bastard knows exactly what I’m thinking, and he’s not above using it to his advantage. I reach forward to place the phone in his hand, but he snatches up my wrist and yanks me toward him. With one of Jack’s large hands at my back, I’m pressed tight against him, and I can feel his hard length against my belly. He gently pivots his hips, pushing further into me, letting me feel just how much he’s enjoying this, and then he brings his free hand up and smashes the watermelon into my face.
    “You motherfucker!” I push him away, and swipe the squishy fruit from my eyes. It stings like a bitch.
    “Yeah, I guess I am a mother-fucker.” He laughs, low and gravelly, and my lady parts tighten so much at that sound that I feel like I might choke on them. I grab a chunk of melon from the table and prepare to smash it into his face.
    “Uh-oh,” Ana tries to move out of the firing line, but as she’s backing away she runs into Elijah, and he quickly pulls her into his chest and then creams her with a fistful of melon. She shrieks, and takes off running. I’m watching them run down the track toward the nature walk when Jack pulls me to him,