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enthusiasm. Yes, I might still be pissy about the shit she pulled before. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t expect Hols to put out every time I want it. I’m human, too. I get it. Sometimes, you just need a little bit of time to recover from a Jackson-Rowe fucking. But that’s not what was going through that pretty little head of hers, I just know it. She was thinking—and trust me, Holly Harris, when she’s thinking, is a very dangerous girl to be around.
    Holly’s brain works in two ways: there’s the sex-fiend side that makes her say and do stupid shit that usually offends people, and then there’s the thinking side, which usually causes some kind of offence to someone, because that part also allows her to do and say stupid shit. Most of the time, it’s shit that should see her sexy arse winding up in jail.
    “You need help with that?”
    “Nope.”
    “Sure? I’m really good with my hands.” She teases.
    “No shit, Sherlock. But you and this barbecue plate are not going anywhere near my sausage. I got it, thanks.”
    “You okay? You seem cranky.” She gives me that patronising, frowny face that she knows just pisses me off. “Are you cranky, Jack?”
    “Nope. I’m good.”
    “Alrighty then,” she mutters, and takes a sip from her cup of soft drink, then turns to walk away. I grab her by the hand before she can leave.
    “Hols, I’m just tired.”
    “Yeah.” She glares, and pulls her wrist free. “Me too.”
    Fuck me. Now I’m gonna be sharing a tent with a pissed-off pregnant woman. A pissed-off pregnant woman I wanna fuck so badly my balls are turning blue just thinking about it. Fucking awesome .
    We eat dinner in silence at the picnic table, taking in the shrill cries of the crickets and cicadas as they settle in for the night. A colony of fruit bats shriek in the trees beyond our clearing. I swat at the mozzies attempting to suck me dry. I love being this close to nature.
    I’ve always been outdoorsy, but getting back to basics out here, with nothing but trees and bush around, just invigorates the soul. Course, I hate my hands being idle, so too long out here would end up driving me nuts, and I’d wind up whittling down trees to make furniture or some shit. Now, if Holly could get out of her head for five fucking seconds, I could put my hands to good use on her body. It has to be her decision, though. I won’t talk her into it this time, and Jackson Rowe does not beg for anyone.
    After we eat, I collect a bunch of sticks so we can toast marshmallows on the fire. Elijah and I drink too much beer, while the girls chat, and braid each other’s hair or some shit.
    Cade leans in, and whispers, “Dude, what’s the deal with you and the crazy, ranga midget?”
    If it were anyone else that had called Holly that I’d likely punch him in the head, but as much as Elijah likes to tease, I know he’s one of only three people in the world that actually gets her, so I let it slide.
    “Beats the fuck outta me. One minute she’s climbing me like a tree, the next she’s icing down my Johnson with Lysol and a cold shoulder.”
    “You know what your problem is, don’t you?”
    “Dude, I ain’t never had a problem pleasing women.”
    “No, you’ve never had a problem fucking women, but how many of them have fucked you over afterwards?”
    “None,” I reply defiant.
    “Exactly.” He points his stubbie in Holly’s direction. “Except that feisty little redhead shit over there.”
    Fuck it. He’s right. Holly Harris is the only woman who’s ever gotten under my skin.
    I chug the rest of my beer, and change the subject. “I know I don’t have to ask how you’re getting along, since you seem to be fucking all over our house.”
    “We’re good.” He smiles, and his dimples come popping out. Jesus Christ, he’s a pretty bastard . Thank fuck my baby cousin took him off the market or I’d never get my arse laid in Sugartown again. “But then, I never had a problem telling her how I felt.